Alpans walked through the thick fog, and the cup of blood mist under his feet was squirming with the thick fog, pulling him continuously towards the distance.
The huge cups of blood mist under his feet suddenly unfolded and swirled around him, taking him into the deep sea and sinking downwards.
When the flower cup bloomed, he was already standing in that familiar place.
This was the third time he came to the Kingdom of Blood, but it was the first time he stepped directly into it physically. He felt the water pressure on the bottom of the sea, and he felt the power of the lighthouse light emitting crimson light.
He so truly realized the power of the mythical being in the center of the country. The entire Kingdom of Blood was an extension of the power of that god.
He can make everything here, this whole island, come alive.
Devour anyone who dares to break into this place.
This is a realm of gods, a kingdom that does not belong to mortals.
Alpanz didn't know what was coming to him, but he was fearless.
In the Temple of Truth, the First Ancestor of Blood was also looking at Alpans who was walking slowly.
She still remembered the scene when she walked on the earth more than a hundred years ago. She chose a snake-man egg and made him the first symbiont of the Trifoliate Man with the power of life.
In the blink of an eye, the other person transformed from a child into a vigorous man.
The other party used the power they gave him to establish a kingdom, a kingdom completely different from Xiinsai. They could get enough food without resorting to the power of gods. They easily used the power of fire, and they didn't even need to rely on miracles.
The force produced cloth.
The First Ancestor of Blood doesn't know where this ethnic group will go, but he can feel that this ethnic group and civilization are full of vitality.
Everything is just the beginning.
Everything is full of unknowns.
It is precisely in this way that people can feel hope and light.
In the completely different moods of the two people, Alpans climbed to the Temple of Truth little by little and truly stood in front of the First Ancestor of Blood.
Alpanz wanted to speak, but when he opened his mouth, he found water pouring into his body.
Only then did he realize that this was the bottom of the ocean.
If it weren't for the symbiotic Trifoliate blood in his body that prevented him from breathing and allowed him to ignore external forces, he wouldn't have been able to stand here so easily.
The First Ancestor of Blood also discovered Alpans' embarrassing state. The small sea water and the pressure of the seabed were no different to her, but it was still a little inconvenient for other life forms, even those with life authority.
Alpanz was the first person to arrive, and there should be more people arriving behind him.
Her Kingdom of Blood must also make some corresponding changes.
The god on the Throne of Flesh raised his scepter, and layers of bloody crystals condensed from the edge of the Kingdom of Blood, turning into a huge bowl and buckling it on the seabed.
All the sea water has been pushed out, like an ebbing tide.
Alpanz witnessed this scene with his own eyes and once again marveled at the power of God.
He saluted the gods exactly as he did when he first went to the mountain of the origin of life to seek guidance and explore his inner desires.
He finally said what he wanted to say just now,
"The great scarlet witch, the first ancestor of blood and the king of the oldest race."
"Alpans has come to fulfill my contract."
The god on the throne of flesh and blood: "I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Although she didn't show it on her face, her heart was equally full of excitement.
She waited for more than a hundred years, and finally waited for the first awakened clover.
However, she was also full of hesitation in her heart.
Is it still a Sanye person who wakes up like this?
Do they recognize the identity of the three-leaf people or the identity of the snake people?
Or.
They are already a brand new life, and all traces of the past have been wiped out in the long river of history and time. They are just substitutes named Sanye.
She asked Alpanz: "Are you really ready?"
Alpanz replied: "I am ready, no matter what the cost, I will abide by my contract."
"I thank you for the power you gave me. I used your power to complete all my ideals and build my most glorious kingdom."
"I have nothing to be dissatisfied with."
The First Ancestor of Blood nodded and she stretched out her hand.
Immediately I saw a powerful force activating the life power in Alpans.
The unintelligent and powerful life form that had been attached to Alpans for more than a hundred years began to move instantly, and the blood continued to spread, covering Alpans's entire body bit by bit.
Alpans felt that his flesh and blood instantly turned into dust like rotten wood, but another, more powerful and tenacious force was injected into the dust to restructure his body.
and.
At the same time, some ancient and long-lasting memories came into his mind.
The ancient land of more than 200 million years ago appeared in Alpans' mind. It was a world as desolate and barren as purgatory.
But in such a dead world, a group of people has built a city and civilization.
Their cities are tall and thick, far exceeding those of Suinhor city-state.
They possess all kinds of incredible creations and use miraculous powers.
at last.
He saw another version of himself.
He stood face to face with a humanoid being with bone armor, looking into each other's eyes.
They have completely different looks, but the same courage and perseverance in their eyes.
They were obviously two people, but they both saw themselves in each other's eyes and bodies.
A huge blood cocoon appeared in the Temple of Truth, emitting a beating sound like a heartbeat.
The sound got louder and louder, and when it reached a peak, it gradually calmed down. The bloody cocoon slowly retracted like a thread, and a new second-level life authority appeared in the Temple of Truth.
He became a complete life authority, and he became a race of the Ancients.
His appearance changes between the three-leaf man, the snake man, and the scarlet apostle, but his temperament remains constant.
In the end, Alpanse's appearance did not change into a cloverleaf man, nor did he retain the appearance of a snake man.
Instead, it turned into the appearance of a clan of gods. It seems that this form is closest to perfection and more stable.
This is what all life will ultimately look like.
But Alpans not only has the mark of a bloody clover on his back, but also has the mark of a snake man on his chest.
Alpans still remembered himself, but there was another memory in his mind.
The myth on the throne of flesh and blood stood up and walked down the steps little by little.
She looked at Alpanz with a smile on her face.
"Welcome back."
Alpanz looked confused, as if he was still immersed in memories that were too long to be imagined and too long to be traced back.
"turn out to be."
"I was Shiba Henir."
Alpanz stood there, talking about everything in that memory.
In that memory, he is a descendant of King Henir.
He was born in the most glorious era of the Trileaf people, and he also witnessed the dusk when the sun set. He witnessed the departure of the Creator Yinsai, and he personally experienced the helplessness of all people ushering in the era of God's abandonment.
"The Henir Dynasty, the Temple of Truth, and the Battle of the Holy Mountain."
"There is also the era of God's abandonment, just like the setting sun at dusk."
Alpans said this with endless vicissitudes of life. After a long time, he finally turned around and looked at the First Ancestor of Blood standing in front of him.
In other words, it is Vivien, the third generation sage of the Temple of Truth.
Alpans's predecessor was once an apprentice of Vivien's Temple of Truth. At that time, Vivien had not yet become a myth. She was leading her to launch a generations-long journey towards Anhofors, the mythical villain in the bottle who devoured the world.
decisive battle.
They sacrificed countless people before finally knocking down the evil god on the holy mountain into the clouds.
Alpanz's eyes were completely different.
The look in the eyes of the First Ancestor of Blood is no longer worship of gods, but reverence for elders and truth, and admiration for those who hold high the torch of civilization.
This time he used the etiquette of an apprentice in the Temple of Truth. He was facing the sage of the Temple of Truth as a student.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
He raised his head and smiled, then called out the other person's name affectionately.
"Lord Vivien."
When the First Ancestor of Blood heard this name, he opened his mouth for a moment, and finally showed an expression of sadness or joy.
Because she hasn't heard anyone call her name for too long.
After countless years, and 200 million years after the Trifoliate people disappeared, she finally had a kin again.
The First Ancestor of Blood asked the other party: "Which name do you want to use?"
"Should I call you Spahenir, or Alpans?"
The other party thought for a moment and said, "I still prefer the name Alpanse."
The First Ancestor of Blood looked at him blankly, as if he already understood, but also seemed full of regret.
She completely understands.
Many things have passed and can never come back.
"Why was the name Spo Henir abandoned?"
Alpanz said: "Because the past is in the past, I don't want to be someone else's shadow."
He raised his head, and his eyes seemed to have returned to the vast land, his city-state of Suinhor.
"New era, new self."
"besides."
"A new future."
Alpans asked the First Ancestor of Blood: "Lord Vivien, why didn't you use the name Vivien?"
The First Ancestor of Blood smiled and shook his head.
"I forgot."
"When I woke up, someone once called me in my ear and told me."
"My name is Vivien."
"It's just that I'm not sure either."
However, at this time she saw the statue behind the throne of flesh and blood.
She suddenly stood still and kept turning her head.
Then, she suddenly rejected what she just said.
"No, it's not uncertain."
Her eyes became profound as she stared at the statue: "But I want someone to tell me personally that I am Vivien."
"pity……"
"She may never come back."
"In other words, even if she comes back, she will no longer be the same person she once was."
She looked at Alpanz with her vicissitudes of eyes and said another sentence.
"actually."
"I don't know if I am still the same person I used to be."
"Am I Vivien?"
"Or is it another existence that thinks it's Vivien?"
She walked towards the outside of the Temple of Truth, Alpanz following behind her.
"Changed, everything has changed."
"Times have changed, Sanye people have changed, you have changed, and even I have changed."
She stepped out of the palace door, leaving only a sigh.
"Time!"
"It's really a terrible thing."——
In the Kingdom of Blood.
The First Ancestor of Blood led Alpans to walk in this country. When Alpans looked at this place before, he only felt that this place was full of ancient and unknown. He felt that there were countless secrets hidden behind every building here.
and danger.
However, when Alpanz looked at this place now, he was only left with memories and melancholy.
They came to the castle: "Lord Vivien."
"This is the place where we once studied. All students of the Temple of Truth learn magical knowledge here and accept the inheritance of the saint's will."
"I once took your class in this room. I even remember that you talked about the activation and manipulation of mental power."
They came to the lighthouse, and Alpanz looked at the lighthouse.
"I heard that this lighthouse contains the bone book of Tito, the legendary first generation saint. Sage Sandian used the will of the saint to light up this lighthouse, calling all those who yearn for light to rush here."
The First Ancestor of Blood suddenly remembered something and said something unconsciously.
"The place where those who pursue the truth are is the temple, and those who hold high the light of civilization and illuminate the city are sages."
This is what her teacher Lan En said.
Then, she asked a question.
"Where's Hinsey?"
"What was its beginning and origin? I want to know more about Hinsey's story."
Alpans nodded: "Okay, Lord Vivien."
"Then let's talk about the story of Hinsey. I also know it through the "Hymn of the Wisdom King" and "The Epic of Hinsey" written by Tito, the first generation saint."
Alpanz thought about the memories in his mind and started talking bit by bit.
"We are the descendants of Lederiki, the King of Wisdom. Lederiki has seven children. Two of them, Enns and Boon, suffered divine punishment for trying to kill their father, Lederiki, the King of Wisdom. They
The descendants became the people of the Demon Abyss."
"King Jeser, the youngest son of the King of Wisdom, inherited the Crown of Wisdom and became the second generation of King of Wisdom."
"Unfortunately, King Jeser also died in a war with the people of the Demon Abyss. He died at the hands of his brother's descendants. Since then, the Crown of Wisdom has been lost, and there is no longer a King of Wisdom in the world."
"The bloodlines of the other four Lederiki parents and children established four kingdoms respectively, ushering in the bloodline era of royal power."
As Alpans walked, he talked about the history of Xiinsai.
"The royal blood families have been fighting and fighting for generations, ruling everything in the world from above, causing unprecedented disasters, and were finally ended by King Henir and the second-generation Saint Stan."
"The first generation of truth sage Sandian led the light of miracles and opened up the real future."
"..."
"The evil mage Anhofors, a descendant of the Samo family, became Haru's student. It was he who made mythology and immortality a reality. He created the first immortal god of mythological knowledge, which can also be called
Anhofors the man in the bottle.”
"The second generation of truth sage Lan En is also your teacher..."
"Battle on the Holy Mountain, we..."
“The next step is the era of God’s abandonment.”
One character after another appears alternately, and one era after another continues to pass.
Even if it was just a summary, Alpans talked about it for a long time, and he didn't stop until the early days of the God's Abandonment Era.
"pity."
"I couldn't see the scene behind it. I don't know what happened behind it."
"When I died, the final plan had just begun, and even the three-leaf seed had not been completed yet."
Vivien nodded, she already knew a lot of things she wanted to know.
She had lost too many inheritances and memories before, and except for that ray of obsession that had been reincarnated for more than 200 million years, she had basically forgotten everything.
At this time, they walked together to the cliff deep in the Kingdom of Blood.
The predecessor of the Kingdom of Blood is the Mist Island of the Temple of Truth, and the predecessor of the Mist Island is called the Island of the Dead.
This is the place where the first saint Tito was crucified.
There used to be a painting on the cliff. It was a painting of the first generation Saint Tito meeting the Creator. It was carved by the descendants of the Sala family, the people of the Demon Abyss who originally gave Saint Tito suffering.
But by the time Vivien was born, it had become unclear, and Vivien had never seen the legendary wall carving.
However, when the First Ancestor of Blood saw this place, he still felt that there should be a painting here.
But she thought about it for a long time but didn't know how to recover.
So when the First Ancestor of Blood came here, she suddenly remembered this matter, and she asked Alpans.
"correct."
"Is the Creator who created everything in the world really the mother of life?"
At this time, Alpans was also stunned for a moment, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
The memory of being a snake man tells him that the creator is Sally, the mother of life.
But the memories that emerged in his mind were shouting to him that the Creator was not the mother of life, but another greater existence.
That is a name that has never appeared in this era and this era.
But even if everyone forgets Him, even if time erases His traces in the mortal world, no one can erase His eternal mark.
He shook his head and said slowly.
"No."
"The Creator is not the Mother of Life."
Alpans looked at the First Ancestor of Blood and said the name that was engraved in the deepest memory and bloodline of all the three-leaf people.
"Insai."
"The name of our kingdom is Xiinsai."
He interpreted the meaning of the name: "It was given by the King of Wisdom, Laidliki, and it means the country of faith."
"The Creator is not Sally, the Mother of Life, but Insai."
"The origin of all, the supreme god, the eternal star that stands above the world and time."
"The God of Insai."
Hearing this name, Vivian, the first ancestor of blood, stood up immediately.
She looked at the empty cliff, and suddenly the scene that she should have appeared in front of her eyes.
She saw the endless sea of sunflowers, the stone monuments that run through civilization, and the stone statue of King Lederiki standing at the foot of a majestic pyramid.
And Tito, the first-generation saint, was ascending the steps of the pyramid, heading to meet the supreme eternal God, Insai, the creator of all things in the world.
She finally recalled some scenes from the past, and she understood why she felt so awkward when she heard that the Creator was Sally, the Mother of Life.
She finally understood why every time she saw this cliff, she never dared to restore it.
because.
She felt that the person sitting on the supreme throne should not be Sally, the Mother of Life, but an existence so majestic that all the people of Sanye could not forget it, nor dare to forget it even after 200 million years.
The true creator of this world, the origin of all wisdom and life, created all the gods in the world.
The First Ancestor of Blood lost his mind and said: "I remembered."
"I remembered it all."
"The God of Insai."
"Our Creator, we are the descendants and heirs of Lederiki, we are the lineage of the Firstborn Son of God."
The voice of Vivien, the first ancestor of blood, became louder and louder, spreading throughout the entire kingdom of blood in the deep sea.
Because Yinsai is not only their belief, but also the root and everything of their race and civilization, and the root of their roots in this world.
The moment she found out about Yinsai, she felt like a stone had fallen to the ground.
Alpans said to the First Ancestor of Blood: "Should you tell Smerkel and let everyone know about the existence of God Yinsai."
The First Ancestor of Blood considered it for a moment and shook his head.
"No."
"Insai is our belief, they have theirs."
"Insai is our Creator, and their Creator is the Mother of Life."
"Us and them."
"no the same."
The First Ancestor of Blood walked little by little to the foot of the stone wall and touched it with his palm.
The color and light spread with her hands, gradually covering the entire cliff.
The painting on the stone wall was finally completed.
It was a painting full of the style of Xiinsai civilization, gorgeous and thick, revealing an ancient charm of vicissitudes of life.
The painting shows the sun, a sea of flowers, and a staircase leading to the clouds.
At the highest point of everything, the most conspicuous thing is the temple that merges with the sun.
The eternal creator god whose appearance cannot be seen clearly stands on the altar. It seems that He does not exist in this world at all. What you can see when looking at the altar is an endless darkness that is as deep as the starry sky, and a star that represents eternity.
.
At the feet of the Creator stands Lederiki, the King of Wisdom, and on his head is the Crown of Wisdom, the unique source of wisdom power.
At the left foot of the Creator is a girl sitting on the altar. That is Sally, the Mother of Life. She is wearing a long white dress and holding the mother snail, the artifact that creates life.
On the right hand side of the throne is a gorgeous long-backed hollow carved stone chair.
A goddess in a golden dress is sleeping peacefully while holding a dream egg, and her dream turns into a sea of stars.
Kneeling below were two extremely devout believers.
One is Saint Tito and the other is Saint Stan.
This painting is the beginning of everything.
It's also the beginning of everything.
Vivien looked at this painting and suddenly felt relieved.
They found their past and themselves.
Even if time changes everything, even if time changes the Sanye people and themselves.