Tamil recalled the journey he had taken, as if he were standing on the top of the Tower of Babel, overlooking the distant floating clouds at his feet, as well as the green water and green mountains revealed between the gaps in the clouds.
That touch of green is an extremely beautiful landscape.
Massive memories are rolling endlessly, they are like the scenery under the clouds.
Disappearance does not mean forgetfulness. When attention is focused on it, it will quickly emerge.
It is still clear and beautiful.
However, the memories of the past are so rich that it would take several years just to recall them.
People can't always indulge in memories.
However, Tamil only indulged in this once, and hundreds of years passed quietly.
When he finally raised his head from his meditation, his bright eyes were like stars, passing through the layers of curtains and looking at the scenery beyond cause and effect.
"I want a child."
Over the years, Tamil has had no descendants.
When I first started, I didn’t have a suitable goal, and I never had a clear goal.
Later, a queen was finally established, but there was no crown prince to be established.
Some people say that this is because the Tamil emperor killed too much and conquered too much, which offended the gods and was punished by them.
However, these people were all eliminated by the secret spies in the hands of the queen.
The most effective way to control public opinion is not to use hush money to silence people, but to completely wipe out the speaker. If that doesn't work, then wipe out his family, his family, or even his city, place, and country.
Completely destroyed physically and mentally, not even a trace can be found culturally and historically.
Therefore, everyone believed that the Tamil Emperor was immortal and did not need to rely on bloodline continuation to inherit the country like ordinary emperors.
Just like the sun in the sky does not give birth to little suns.
But today, Tamil suddenly wanted a child.
Strong desire, more desire than ever.
He already knows his destiny, cause and effect, where he comes from and where he is going.
Therefore, he couldn't wait to take a look at his child.
It didn't exist before because it was not destined to happen. There is no cause and no effect.
But now, fate is no longer sustainable, cause and effect is on the verge of collapse, and the future contains infinite possibilities.
Not long after, the good news came.
The queen is pregnant.
Tamil's laughter resounds throughout the world, appears in the hearts of all gods, and is felt by every creature in the world.
The gods praise and all creatures sing.
This child has already become the focus of the world even before he is born.
Countless barbarian gods rushed to kill Taimu's palace.
Ulala was so dark that the barbarians guarding the palace were frightened.
Is this a rebellion?
Is this an attempt to blaspheme the emperor?
This is to...
Hey, what they are holding is not axes, but various candies, toys, and cubs of various mythical beasts.
"Where is the Emperor?"
Countless barbarian gods roared in unison.
"The emperor is not in the palace."
"The emperor is really not inside."
"Hey, hey, hey, don't squeeze in. If you squeeze in again, I will report it to the emperor."
The barbarians and gods all looked at him and then rushed towards the palace more determinedly.
Report it!
It's best to accuse me in front of the emperor and let him whip me, hahaha...
The solid wall, said to be made of the hardest material in the world and blessed with tens of thousands of runes, collapsed suddenly.
The savages were stunned.
It seems that not much effort was used, right? This is just an ordinary brick wall. Damn it, who cut corners? It must be Goblins who built the palace!
The guard was furious, "This is just an ordinary brick wall! Hey, you can't go in..."
Then, the palace of the Tamil Emperor collapsed with a rumble, and no grass grew where the barbarians' big feet touched.
They want to find the emperor.
They firmly believe that the Great Emperor is here.
If you don't find it, it means you didn't search thoroughly enough.
"Look! Don't miss even a speck of dust! We must find the Great Emperor!"
After all, that is the first heir of the Great Emperor and the future for everyone in the barbarian clan.
You must wait faithfully and witness his birth with your own eyes.
His cry must be the most beautiful sound in the world.
No, no, how could he cry? He must have been born smiling.
Well, it must be!
Many barbarian gods used the art of transformation, shrinking their bodies to the size of grains of rice, or even the size of dust particles, and thoroughly searched every inch of the palace.
At the same time, on the Titan Continent, a green-winged flying dragon flew through the clouds, overlooking the earth.
The lush canopy of trees is so towering that it is particularly eye-catching even among the clouds.
On the dragon's back, Taimu touched his short golden beard, then rolled up the map and put it in his arms.
"The map says this is a golden wilderness, a giant tree where the World Tree and rapeseed flowers merge. Look at the top of the tree and its golden corolla. Hmm...it smells so good..."
Yes, it smells so good!
The fragrance of rapeseed flowers is rich in nature, and because these are rapeseed flowers that incorporate the life characteristics of the world tree, the fragrance is simply strong.
You don’t have to open your eyes along the way, just follow the scent of flowers and you will know that you are getting closer and closer to your destination...
The flying dragon snorted as soon as it landed, then flapped its wings and soared into the sky.
It really can't stand it!
For creatures with a keen sense of smell, any strong smell is inhumane torture.
A strong wind fell from the sky, and Tamir quickly covered the head of the woman next to him with his hands.
At close range, the woman's clothes do not turn over and her hair does not move.
In fact, her strength is not weak, even if she is pregnant, it has not declined at all.
But in front of Tamil, she was willing to be a weak woman, relying on him wholeheartedly.
In the past, Taimu was busy with wars. When he had free time, he would think, plan, or take care of various worlds, integrate resources from all worlds, and discover talents.
To this day, his territory is boundless and his people are countless.
But those are all the results of conquest.
"I have never appreciated the scenery on this road. I want to walk with you again so that we can grow up with our children."
"Growing up together?" the woman wondered, "After the child is born, we will have enough time to accompany him to grow up."
Tamil reached out and took the woman into his arms, kissing her forehead tenderly.
Silence, speechlessness, only tenderness.
He felt the arrival of that day more and more clearly, and he understood that he could not wait for that day.
This may be the last stop.
In the distance, a goblin wearing fine linen clothes put his pointed mouth into a wooden trumpet.
"Hey, you two, be careful. The collection team is about to pick fruits. Leave this area quickly."
Then the goblin looked up at the gradually smaller flying dragon and muttered in a low voice: "You uncultured guy actually left his master in a dangerous area and ignored him. He really should have skinned him to make boots for Lord Sherlock..."
Unexpectedly, the green-winged flying dragon in the sky rolled its eyes and glanced at the ground.
After calculating the wind speed, wind direction, flight height and angle, it raised its tail and a black dot fell from the sky.
Tamil shrugged helplessly, took the woman's hand, and quickly left the area.
He is not afraid of danger, nothing in this world can hurt him.
But he is afraid of smell.
puff!
There was a dull sound, a slight vibration under the feet, and a beautiful landscape exploded in an instant.