"When the stars are still suspended in the sky, I will play with my fire on the top of the mountains..."
"It was a happy day when I forged my own will."
"An indestructible shield, a devastating war hammer..."
"Most of those works have been discarded by me. They have brought me trouble..."
Ornn Sarekbas slowly told his story while tearing apart pieces of meat that exuded heat and violence.
He likes to talk to these mortal creatures because most of them do not live very long.
He wants his story to be understood, but he doesn't necessarily need it to last forever.
Yi Qiu listened to Ornn Sarekbas's mutterings. He was undoubtedly a lonely ancient god.
In the endless years, the eternal will like the ancient gods will also fall into some confusion.
In other words, those accumulated emotions are fermenting silently.
It exudes a deep fragrance, with some regretful bitterness and some lost sweetness...
But for Yi Qiu, these are just dust settling under the vast abyss.
They will not be forgotten, but they will never be able to bring out those warm past...
"Are you also worried, Yi Qiu?"
"We will always do some things wrong. They may not necessarily cause you pain, but they will make you a little depressed and unforgettable after a long time..."
Orn Sarekbas wiped his beard, which was as thick as a forest, and it was immediately covered with oil.
"It would have been like this a long time ago..."
Yi Qiu said while chewing on the cooked meat.
The flesh and blood of the Void Spirit Danris Whale is tougher than he imagined.
This is one of the few foods that Yi Qiu can have a complete eating experience except for the core of the plane.
It is filled with unimaginable tenacity, and ordinary magic and blades cannot leave any traces on it.
The vitality that is full of vitality and activity sings endlessly among the dead muscles...
Singing the legend belonging to the king of the ancient sea, just like chanting in ancient rituals...
"So what now?"
Orn Sarekbas is a little curious. He rarely encounters monks.
Or even if we encounter them, those guys always leave far away.
They have their mission, which makes them as calm as a mountain, but also carries an almost suffocating pressure.
The world's crises are linked to one person or an organization.
That kind of intertwining of honor and responsibility is enough to change something...
So I am full of curiosity about Yi Qiu and Orn Sarekbas.
In his opinion, this is a sufficiently different kind of monk.
But under that seemingly "deviant" behavior pattern, one can deeply feel his path of continuing tradition and suffering...
"Now……"
Yi Qiu stopped enjoying the food and said directly without pondering for too long:
"Now, I have placed them in the sea of my soul."
After Yi Qiu paused, he stretched out his right hand.
It was one of the first two arms he had, and it was his main organ for eating and working.
The hand that once belonged to a mortal creature, except for the psychic tattoo engraved on it.
There are still some oils flickering, burning invisibly, like some kind of violent flame.
The lines belonging to ordinary things have become smooth under the control of Qi.
He no longer needs those shallow grooves attached to the skin to increase friction with materials.
And he no longer needs those negative emotions to remind him of his mortal emotions...
"I am no longer affected and bound by them..."
"Just like the turbulent abyss, it will never be overturned by the influence of wind and waves..."
Yi Qiu puts down his hand. He has changed, but he still holds on...
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"Then, I'm leaving..."
Orn Sarekbas looked at Yi Qiu. At this moment, there were not many pieces of meat left on the rocks.
Orn Sarekbas and Yi Qiu had a great time chatting, but unfortunately he had his own path to move forward on.
In His view, each path of life should be independent.
They may come together from time to time, but they still need to face a longer period of being alone.
"If everything goes well, our paths will never cross again..."
Orn-Tharekbas drew the grease-stained stone into the cracks in the void, and he summoned the ancient fire.
Then, he stretched his hand in!
Yi Qiu could feel the high temperature of the furnace fire, which was naturally not a material flame.
It burns blazingly, emitting eternal light like a star.
But what filled the period was an atmosphere that was hard to describe.
It unfolded slowly, depicting an ancient and creative picture to Yi Qiu...
"I haven't used it for three thousand five hundred and twenty-nine years..."
Orn Sarekbas looked at the ancient fire in front of him, his eyes filled with another complex emotion.
There may be nostalgia, pain, and the past that is difficult to let go...
"Before I leave, I want to leave some memories for you. This is my habit..."
"I have nothing left to give away. As I said, I haven't used it for a long time."
"Maybe you need my help with something - I'm a pretty good blacksmith..."
Orn Sarekbas withdrew his eyes from the fire, and then said to Yi Qiu.
"forging?"
Yi Qiu looked at Orn Sarekbas, he didn't understand what this ancient god was thinking.
However, he thinks this ancient god is pretty good.
It's not because of his friendly attitude or the meat pieces that are full of texture.
But his philosophical view and world view of the world and all things are quite recognized by Yi Qiu.
The intersection of ideas will bring about a deeper friendship.
For beings that transcend the concept of mortal life, their friendship does not necessarily require the accumulation of time as a foundation.
With increasingly similar ideas and beliefs, two completely strangers will soon become close friends that are difficult to let go.
But unfortunately, on the road of eternity, every life is lonely...
"Is this ok?"
Yi Qiu took out Shi'e from his item backpack, then looked at Orn Sarekbas and said.
"God-killing weapon..."
"This is rare..."
Orn Sarekbas looked at Shi'e, his eyes filled with some kind of scrutiny and appreciation.
It’s not because of the craftsmanship that started with the ordinary things, but the spirit that was conceived in them:
If the idea of resistance was not so transparent, how could it defeat the shield of divinity?
"I think I know what to do..."
Ornn Sarekbas pondered for a while and then slowly said...