Chapter 283: The Abyss - Serial Number 4 (please vote for me)
Tea Party in Rainbow Forest.
A group of fairies sat in front of the table and were stunned, while another fairy stood with a serious look on her face.
"The god of toilets and filth?" A fairy pressed her nose with the index fingers of both hands. This was an interesting conversation.
"Is there really such a god?" A fairy was curious.
"Of course, my guess must be correct, otherwise who would live in the mud and stench?" The fairy who just spoke was very sure.
Although fairies are not as gossipy as goblins, judging from their fondness for activities such as tea parties, this inheritance still exists.
When Flotte heard that the speculation was getting more and more outrageous, she spoke.
"no……"
"Stop talking nonsense, no matter what, the other person is still a god."
Flotte put an end to this saucy topic and the fairies' increasingly outrageous speculations.
"This god should have been contaminated by the sacrifices made by his crazy followers, and then fell into the world."
"I heard that filthy land from the snake man. It was caused by some terrible and blasphemous rituals performed by the winged man's former queen."
"But I'm not sure whether this god has not yet awakened or has fallen into madness."
Flotte said with her own thoughts: "This god probably doesn't want this either. If he was awake, such a thing would not happen."
The fairies immediately started a new round of discussion: "Queen of the Winged People, isn't this god the god that the Winged People believe in?"
The fairies still don’t understand: “Why do His followers do this to Him?”
The fairy who had previously mentioned the strange name of the God of toilets and filth spoke again: "This queen must have a grudge against her god and hate Him very much."
Flotte also only heard the story from Avian about the emergence of the abyss.
But Avian is not familiar with the specific reasons for the formation of the abyss, nor the past of Queen Meld of the Abyss.
All he could know was that the formation of the abyss was related to the queen's blasphemy.
The discussions among the fairies did not lead to any results.
After all, the fairies in the forest only have a partial understanding of the situation of the wise demigods. They knew that "Divine Favor" was written by a three-leaf man named Lan En, but they did not know what "Divine Favor" was. They
I have seen the existence of demigods, but I don’t know how to embark on the path of wisdom.
They can't know the truth about the fall of a demigod just by discussing it like this.
At this time, Flotte thought of that thing again.
Miracle props·Fairy's magic mirror.
That mirror knows everything that has happened or is happening now, and it must also know the reason for the birth of the abyss, and it also knows what the nature of the abyss is.
this day.
The Lord of Dreams descended on the fairy's hot air balloon and arrived at the edge of the Dreamland continent.
The forest fairy Flotte saw the hot air balloon boat from a distance.
She quickly came to the Lord of Dreams and saluted the god.
"Lord Sheila."
The master of the dream looked at the forest fairy he had created with a smile: "It's Flotte!"
Flotte and the Dream Master said: "The last time you were not in the Pyramid Temple, I used your magic mirror."
The dream dweller nodded: "I know."
"You want to contact other demigods, inform them of the existence of the forest fairies, and give them the rainbow flower branches you made."
"That's your mission. I agree with you using my mirror."
The forest fairy Flotte said again: "Thank you, Lord Sheila."
"But this time I want to use your mirror again. I want to know the answer to something."
Sheila, the master of the dream, did not reject Flotte, but had a curious expression on her face.
"I can lend it to you, but you need to tell me why."
The forest fairy immediately told the dream master Sheila the reason and her trip to the demigod kingdom.
Sheila asked Flotte: "You sympathize with them."
The forest fairy shook her head first, and then nodded.
"I don't sympathize with those crazy and depraved people, but I think ordinary people shouldn't have to suffer this."
"Although, all this is a disaster brought about by mortals themselves."
"But I still want to help them, at least help ordinary people."
Sheila, the master of the dream, looked at Flotte with relief: "Flotte, you are very kind."
"I promise you."
"The mirror is inside the temple, you can go get it."
The forest fairy Flotte respectfully sent Sheila, the master of dreams, to a distant place, and Sheila would continue to inspect her dream.
Flotte, on the other hand, flew in another direction, towards the sun of the Kingdom of Creation.
It didn't take long for her to enter the land given by God.
She passed the path paved with stones in the sea of sun flowers, and her white and delicate feet stepped on the stones of different sizes.
It is said that these paths were the avenues of the God-given City a long time ago, and the God-given City is the oldest city in the world and was built by the first generation of wisdom king Lederiki.
She looked at the ruins among the flowers, but she couldn't see the city at all.
Only when strong winds pass by will those ancient ruins hidden deep in the sea of flowers reveal traces of their past.
Let the fairy in the forest reveal its ancient and vicissitudes of charm.
Flotte didn't have any feelings when she came here before, but after listening to the story of Asai and Polik last time, she had a completely different feeling when she saw the origin of the three-leaf people again.
"For the Sanye people, this place is like our Rainbow Forest!"
"Will there be a day?"
"Our Rainbow Forest has become a ruin, and no one will remember us anymore?"
Flotte could not imagine what happened so far in the future, after all, the forest fairies had just been born not long ago.
As a race, they are still in their infancy.
Flotte walked along the sea of sun flowers, and gradually heard the noisy sounds of the fairy kingdom in the distance.
"I'm coming."
"He comes again."
The fairies flew and shouted.
"He has taken over our slide again." Little fairies in the sky were flying everywhere, surrounding a slide that crossed half of the land given by God.
"We are going to complain to the God of Insai." The little goblins were very angry and gathered together again.
"But we made an agreement with Him, and the slide belongs to Him during this time every day." The goblins were extremely aggrieved.
At the top of the Fairy Library in the distance, there is the beginning of the slide.
A little girl was sitting with her hands on her hips, triumphantly.
Of course the forest fairy Flotte didn't know the plight of the goblins, but she didn't get close enough to understand.
She also likes goblins, but she just likes to watch these cute goblins from a distance.
If she joins them and is surrounded by goblins, she will feel that the goblins are too noisy.
Fortunately, this time the goblins' attention was attracted by another existence, and no one noticed Flotte.
She quietly arrived at the Pyramid Temple and walked inside.
However.
As soon as she stepped forward, she saw someone inside the temple from the corner of her eye.
It was a man wearing a white robe, but if he kept looking at it, only the eternal light remained.
Flotte noticed at a glance that the other person seemed to have black hair like her own.
Since being able to be projected into this world through the Moon of God, Yin Shen has had a human form, but not many people can really look directly at his projected form. After all, even if they just use their eyes instead of their mental power to peek,
Over time, it will also be affected by his true body.
"It's the god Yinsai."
Flotte was as frightened as a cat with fried fur, her whole body tensed up.
She immediately hid outside the door nervously.
But at this time, a voice came from the temple, it was a naughty and childish voice.
He is a little goblin who is trapped in the temple for some reason.
"Someone is sneaky."
"She's hiding at the door. She thinks that if she hides, I won't be able to see her, and the gods won't be able to see her."
"This is self-deception, no... this is deception."
The little goblin was mischievous, his voice filled with gloating.
"I saw."
"I see who it is."
"It's the little fairy, it's Flotte."
Now Flotte had no choice but to hide, so she had no choice but to walk out from behind the door.
She walked into the temple, always lowering her head and not daring to look at the gods.
"The God of Insai."
God didn't speak, and seemed to just nodded.
Flotte also noticed who had just spoken.
There is a flower pot on the windowsill next to the God of Insai. There is a naughty little fairy in the flower pot. It is burying its head in the flower cup as if it is really pretending to be a cup of the sun.
Some "person" should have planted this naughty little goblin in the flower pot, but the "person" who planted it in the flower pot has now forgotten about it and doesn't know where it went to play.
Flotte stood nervously in the temple, not daring to say a word.
For a while, the temple became quiet again.
She looked at the naughty little goblin, and also noticed that the god was holding a bronze mirror in his hand, which was the miraculous item she wanted to borrow, the goblin's magic mirror.
The little goblin was also staring at her, and immediately shouted when he saw Flotte peeking into the bronze mirror.
"Floody is peeking. She also wants to see what the gods are looking at."
Flotte finally understood why this little goblin was planted in a flower pot.
The little goblin didn't know when he opened his mouth.
This word also seems to reveal that it is also peeking.
"I don't."
"I can not."
She was a little anxious, raised her head and defended.
And at this moment.
The God of Insai raised his head and looked at Flotte.
In an instant, Flotte felt that the sun and moon in the sky had disappeared.
She fell into boundless darkness, and a star in the darkness continued to magnify, projecting eternal silver light down, making her pupils blank.
Flotte hurriedly stepped back and encountered an ancient tall stone statue under a altar.
He staggered on his feet.
And just because of this, she staggered away from the horror that was swallowed up by time and years. She still didn't understand what happened just now, so she only looked back at the statue she was leaning on.
It was a three-leaf man, looking lifelike.
Even when he was kneeling on the ground, he could still feel the strength and majesty of his body.
"Whose statue is this?"
"Why are they placed in the temple?"
"What kind of person's statue is qualified to be placed here?"
God Yinsai seemed to see what was in Flotte's mind at a glance, and he never spoke.
"He's not a statue, he's Ledlicky."
"This is the body he left behind."
Yin Saishen's voice was still as cold and indifferent as usual, covering up all the sorrow that should have been there and the regrets of the changes over the years.
"He vowed to stay here forever, in this temple."
"Be here with me forever."
Flotte was very surprised: "King of Wisdom Laderiki? That ancient god-king?"
The forest fairy immediately moved out of the way. After all, what she faced was the origin and beginning of the wisdom lineage, and the god-king of all wisdom species.
"So He has always been here?"
But Flotte can do it and think of it.
It's just a surprise.
She didn't know the past of this wise god-king, let alone the story between the Creator and the eldest son at the beginning of the ancient times.
Seeing the surprise and confusion on Flotte's face, the God of Sai seemed to be a little uninterested.
He put down the mirror in his hand and turned around.
He seems to know what Sheila promised to Flotte, and also knows why Flotte came here.
"You see!"
After saying that, the figure of the Creator disappeared in a ray of light and disappeared from this world.
Flotte stood there in a daze. She didn't know if she said something wrong or if it was because gods were like this.
Like the moon in the sky, it is elusive.
At this time, the flowerpot on the windowsill also shook.
"I'm leaving too."
The little fairy who was planted in the flowerpot also got rid of it. It flew away with a smile without any worries or worries.
Only Flotte was left in the entire temple——
Flotte stood there for a long time before her mood slowly calmed down.
She finally remembered the purpose of coming to this temple.
She walked forward, carefully picked up the bronze mirror and began to ask the other party questions.
She held the mirror in front of her, and she could see her face through the smooth mirror, as well as the flower crown on her head.
"Mirror!"
"Mirror!"
"Please tell me, who is the god of the Winged Man? What kind of existence is the abyss?"
The images in the mirror flowed, like a cloud slowly dispersing.
The background is no longer this era, but an ancient and barbaric city, the era of the Henir dynasty of the Kingdom of Hinsay.
In the picture, it was a dark night, and in a room with lights on, a three-leaf man was holding a stone slab.
It was Xiao, the high priest under the throne of the evil god during the Henir Dynasty.
At this moment, he is facing a situation of betrayal and alienation. Vivien, the third-generation sage of the Temple of Truth, the Evil God in the Vase who occupies the Holy Mountain, and Asai, the reincarnation of Anhofors, all want his life.
He has entered a dead end. Although the eternal life and the realm of gods that he has pursued and longed for all his life have appeared in front of him, and he has clearly explored the path to myth, he is no longer able to move forward.
He thought of a plan for the golden cicada to escape from its shell. He wanted to escape the death situation of this era and go to the next era.
Xiao entrusted everything to his old servant, and then died under the power of Anli's cursed seal spirit.
Flotte looked at the three-leaf man in the picture, and at this priest whose whole body was filled with a cold temperament.
"This person... always feels terrible."
Although she knew this was a scene from countless years ago, she still couldn't help but feel scared when she saw the gaze of the three-leaf man in the scene.
It was an extremely cold look, but it was also extremely firm.
As long as it is something he believes in, he can sacrifice anyone, and even use himself as a prop to achieve his ideals and goals.
The first half of Xiao's life was mediocre and unnoticed, and the second half of his life was filled with betrayal, evil, and corruption.
But at the last moment of his life, he uttered unprecedented heroic words.
"I will return eventually."
"In the posture of a myth."
Xiao's servant knelt on the ground holding the stone slab and said his final farewell to Xiao.
They both knew that there would be no chance of seeing each other again from now on.
"It's a pity that I can't witness the day when you become a god."
Xiao said: "It doesn't matter!"
"At the other end of time, there will be people who know everything you have done for me, and countless people will sing the stories of you and me."
"That will be the beginning of another myth."
Flotte probably understood that the three-leaf man in front of her was the god that the wing man believed in.
only.
Xiao thought that the other end of time would be ten thousand or one hundred thousand years.
Or hundreds of thousands of years.
However, what he never expected was that it would be 250 million years.
The length of time has shattered all his previous fantasies and ambitions, turning all his assumptions and arrangements into decisions of fate.
Flotte took the fairy's magic mirror and continued to look at it.
The scene changed and Xiao turned into an ancestor fish.
From the archaeological fish, they transformed into various ancient marine creatures, and finally crawled out of the seabed and onto land.
Xiao's reincarnation is the evolutionary history that started with the Archeopteryx.
As the years change, scenes from this era appear in the mirror.
A winged girl opened the spiritual door and fell into it.
When she woke up, she became the first sky messenger of the Winged People.
At the same time, a new life was born in her belly.
The girl was overjoyed. She believed that the child was a gift given to her by the gods and a contract between the winged man and the gods.
Too.
The beginning of her faith.
The girl is the former Winged Queen Meld, and the life in her belly is Duma.
The girl who once believed crazily in the spiritual door gradually turned into the cold and aloof Queen of Winged People.
Finally, the mirror revealed the terrifying image of the birth of the abyss.
Queen Meld of the Winged People prayed to the gods. She longed for the gods to awaken and for them to come to this world.
In the midst of a crazy and terrifying smile, the Winged Queen gave birth to a place called the Abyss.
In the pyramid temple, Flotte covered her mouth with a mirror.
She looked a little nervous.
In the mirror, the consciousness of Winged Queen Meld split into two, and she seemed to be talking to herself.
Dark Meld: "This is the twilight form of the god, and it's not your fault."
Meld: "Really?"
Dark Meld: "Of course it's true."
The panic and despair on Meld's face slowly disappeared, and the corners of her mouth curved into an arc.
"That's true."
"Very good."
Darkness surged up and swallowed her completely.
Flotte watched as Meld's will completely deteriorated until it was irreversible.
She was so shocked that it was even hard to understand.
"how could this be?"
"How did that happen?"
"Is devout faith also a mistake?"
She once thought that the Queen of Winged Men's blasphemy must be because she was an ungodly person and someone who would do anything for power.
Flotte never imagined that Queen Meld of the Winged Man was an extremely devout believer, so devout that she put the gods above everything else.
Put yourself above yourself and everyone else.
But it was her belief in putting gods above everything else that finally led her to pull gods off the altar.
It is precisely because of her piety and her infinite blind obedience to the gods.
Let her blaspheme the gods and let the spiritual door fall into the abyss.
This is really ironic.
Flotte finally figured out the causes and consequences of the birth of the Abyss. This is a story that lasts for 250 million years.
The story of an ancient race who wanted to become a myth, but ended up falling into reincarnation and purgatory.
A story about a mortal who believed in gods but ended up blaspheming the gods.
Flotte then asked the fairy's magic mirror: "The Abyss is the life born of the Winged Queen, so is it alive?"
"Is he a fallen evil god?"
Immediately afterwards, the mirror reflected the image of the Cup of God.
It stopped abruptly.
The mirror is connected to the dreamy sea of stars. It only views the pictures seen by people, which are living people.
There are some things that it cannot display, or it does not have the authority to display them directly.
"Grail of God?"
"Why does the scene of the God's Cup appear? Could it be that the abyss is related to the God's Cup?"
Flotte thought for a long time and suddenly thought of something.
She flew out of the land given by the gods and headed towards the bottom of the island of gods.
Endless light of prayer flowed past Frodi, and she was getting closer and closer to the huge cup of God.
You can see that this giant golden cup is rotating, and the dream of laws contained in it is constantly rising and falling with its rotation, forming the most beautiful and shocking picture around the God-given land.
finally.
Flotte was completely close to the Cup of God, and the somewhat illusory and uncertain words on it were slowly revealed.
It is engraved on the Cup of God, recording the sequence of all the items in the world that are beyond the ordinary and possess extraordinary power.
Although it is said to be an inscription, you can see that it is constantly changing, and the words and information in it also show different sides depending on the authority and ability of the observer.
Ranked first is a blood-red coat of arms.
Flotte has seen this coat of arms before.
It was pinned to the front of Life Lord Sally's skirt and looked like an inconspicuous decoration.
At this moment, Flotte knew its name for the first time and was shocked by its abilities.
[Stuen Coat of Arms]
【Serial number 1】
[Those who obtain it can possess the status of a demigod with the power of life, gain eternal life and the power to transform into a giant monster.]
The introduction is very brief, perhaps because Flotte does not have enough authority to inquire about more detailed powers and details.
Flotte then looked down, and she saw two more familiar props.
[Holy boat, serial number 2, a mythical boat that travels between the kingdom of God and reality, a ship that carries the dream of life. 】
[The fairy's hot air balloon, serial number 3, is the vehicle of the master of dreams, a special miraculous prop with the power of space. 】
What follows closely behind is a magical item that only appeared recently, a condensed object of wisdom and power.
Its original ranking should have been lower, but recently it has been climbing all the way up and reached here.
【abyss】
【Serial number 4】
[Ability 1 Dark Corrosion: The Abyss has huge corrosive power, which can spiritually contaminate and degrade the forms of other life forms, turning them into an abyssal race; the abyssal race is affected and controlled by the abyss, and will forever become a part of it, but the upper abyssal race
It can also be reversed and control part of the authority of the abyss.】
[Ability 2 Abyss Sacrifice...]
【Ability 3...】
【Ability 4...】
Flotte could only see the first column in front, and the second column only had one name.
At the back, there is only a blank space.
But Flotte did guess right. After being polluted, the abyss has escaped the control of the spiritual door.
After incorporating a large amount of mortal filth and the power of countless monsters, it has long since become an existence similar to a prop.