Chapter 566 Have you seen the picture of the black giant wings flying across the sky?
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After Matafosi and Yin arrived at the Meiya Province together, they finally parted ways with Yin.
Matafus was going to the Quetzalcoatl Pyramid at the foot of the volcanic forest, while Silver was going to the Salvation Society headquarters in Greenfield County. In the end, the two could only wave goodbye in that ancient provincial capital.
Life is like this, you can't always walk with others.
At the foot of the volcanic forest.
Lime City.
Matafusi flew in the sky among the sea of clouds, and along the way she saw many believers who were making pilgrimages to the volcanic forest with their families.
"Thank you to the God of Harvest."
"Great Kurmis, please grant us good weather in the coming year."
“Thank you for bringing us food!”
"..."
They were going to participate in this year's harvest festival to thank God for his blessings.
The vast crowds of people moved one after another, turning into a long queue on the road.
The sounds of shouting and singing to the God of Harvest kept coming from along the way. Matafos had never seen such a scene before.
"Wow!"
This made Matafus very interested in the god she was going to meet next.
Over the years, the Harvest Temple can be said to be one of the temples with the most widespread beliefs and the largest number of believers.
Not only are the Demon Knights spread all over the giant island of Ruh, there is even a temple of the Harvest God on the Iver Peninsula, and the name of the Quetzalcoatl God Kurmis is known to the Winged People in the Land of Light.
Not only do all kingdoms recruit powerful troops such as Demon Knights, but the combat effectiveness of high-level Demon Knights can be said to be higher than that of ordinary powerful people of the same level.
And some low-level demon knights have also found their own way out in recent years.
Although the magic beasts they selected and controlled did not have strong combat power, they had powerful abilities in planting and strengthening soil. This was favored by lords from all over the world. Nowadays, this type of magic knight is even more popular.
to the former.
The seeds of the potion continued to be transmitted to distant places along with the Harvest Temple, and Kurmis, the God of Harvest, became increasingly powerful.
Matafos fell into the Lime City and met the Patriarch of the Harvest Temple.
Then the group of people led her respectfully into the volcanic forest.
at last.
It was a mysterious old man named Rab who came to meet her from the depths of the volcanic forest and took her into the depths of the jungle that was full of fantasy potion plants and full of magical beasts.
Others stopped outside the jungle and never dared to go deeper into it.
Matavs looked at the divine attendant named Rab curiously.
He is a powerful person, but he is only at the first level, and the contracted monster is an extremely ordinary thorn ball beast.
She didn't understand why such a person appeared as a messenger representing the God of Harvest.
Even the patriarch didn't receive such treatment.
The man named Rab had a stooped body and walked with a cane.
There was no strong coercion emanating from his body, but all the monsters along the way were walking around him. As he walked, he turned back with a kind and kind smile.
"Miss Mattafuss!"
"Please follow me closely. No one has entered this jungle for a long time. There are no roads anymore. It has completely become a world of monsters and plants."
"As long as you follow me, those monsters will not attack you, because I have the aura of Lord Kormis."
Matafusi still respects the elderly because they remind her of her great-grandfather Us.
"Attendant Rab, I will be careful."
The lizard people's villages in the past are still there, but now they have been submerged by plants. However, the sense of decay of this civilization being covered by the wilderness is enough to give outsiders a strong impact.
As Matafos walked, she looked at the buildings in this village.
Tall towers, spacious libraries, even rooms where children study, and now empty warehouses that were once filled with food.
This must have once been a place like a paradise, but I don’t know why it was deserted in the end, and the people who once lived here don’t know where they went.
Finally, she saw a lizard-man statue in the village.
Matavs was surprised and pointed to the statue and asked the priest Rab.
"Whose statue is this?"
"Why is it erected here?"
The god's servant Rab looked at the statue and said with some sigh.
"It's the statue of Lord Anu."
Matafos started to feel a little confused, and suddenly she exclaimed.
"Black Dragon Anu?"
Anu, isn't this the name of the evil dragon in the dark fairy tale she heard before?
Once the evil dragon that controls plague and death appears, the world will be flooded with plague, death and curse.
Matafos was a little confused and didn't understand why a statue of an evil being was erected in the holy place of the Harvest God.
Rab, the servant of the god, shook his head helplessly: "The world only remembers the black dragon Anu, not the lizard man Anu, let alone that he was also a snake man."
But he didn't explain too much. He took Matavs to the foot of the Quetzalcoatl Pyramid, and then headed inside alone.
——
The deepest part of the pyramid.
Densely packed seeds filled a golden jar.
A large number of plants extend from inside and cover the passage.
The jar emits golden light, revealing a magical illusion, like another country.
And this plant-covered passage is like an entrance to the land of gold.
At this moment, the illusion is changing.
Gradually, it turned into the Moonlight City many years ago.
In the picture, Kormis asked a down-and-out young man who was devouring food: "Are you full?"
The young man kept nodding: "I'm very full, but I can still eat some more."
Kurmis laughed loudly: "It doesn't matter if one person is full. I will make many people full in the future and make hunger disappear in this world."
The young man looked at Kurmis longingly: "Really?"
Kurmis nodded seriously: "Really, I do what I say."
He asked the young man again: "If you had the ability, what would you like to do?"
The young man thought for a while and said: "I want everyone to respect me, do what I think is right, and be an upright and brave person."
Kurmis couldn't help but said: "Your ideal is really simple, but if you think about it carefully, it feels illusory and difficult to achieve."
But the young man said: "If an ideal is too real, it is no longer an ideal."
And at this time, the young man said as if he was angry.
"And I am the same. Once I say it, I will do it."
Kurmis pushed the food in front of him and asked him to eat more. The young man with a big belly was not polite at all, saying that he would work for him when he was full.
At that time, everything had just begun.
They are fellow travelers, masters and servants, teachers and students.
The picture turned yellow in the blink of an eye, and gradually disappeared completely in the golden light.
at this time.
A figure appeared at the other end of the passage.
The consciousness of the shadow lingering on the golden seed jar moved slightly, and it called out a name.
"Anu!"
But what came in was another figure, an elderly divine attendant.
"God of Harvest."
"It's me, your servant Rab."
Kurmis opened her eyes slightly, and Rab knelt on the ground and explained his purpose.
"Lord Kormis!"
"A winged lady named Matafos comes to see you holding a letter from the Blue Goddess."
A voice came from the golden light of the passage and fell into the ears of the old godly servant.
"I see!"
Rab stood up on crutches and headed outside.
But at this time, Kurmis asked him.
"Are you still writing?"
Rab turned around, bowed and nodded respectfully.
"Well, the great Quetzalcoatl."
"I want to dedicate it to you."
Finally, he raised his head and called out another name.
"Also dedicated to Lord Anu."
——
Matavs looked left and right at the altar in front of the pyramid, admiring this majestic pyramid.
Suddenly, a ray of light spread from the pyramid.
Matafos felt that the whole world was beginning to change.
Plants grew wildly and big trees rose from the ground.
Vines emitting golden light, transparent crystal-leaf plants, luminous mushrooms, and various magical plants also appeared, and Matafosi found herself in a fantasy plant world.
"This is?"
She raised her head, and a beautiful and sacred image was reflected in her pupils.
A large golden snake with wings rests among the ocean of extraordinary plants. Its shape is elegant and perfect, exuding golden light. It is exactly the posture of the legendary Quetzalcoatl.
The big snake looked at Matafusi and suddenly asked her a very strange question.
"Do you think I am a serpent, a feathered serpent, or a harvest god?"
Matafusi said: "God has thousands of incarnations, so he naturally has many appearances."
Quetzalcoatl looked at Matafus and leaned down little by little.
"A long time ago, they called me a monster."
"Later, they called me the strange feathered serpent."
"By the end, they were calling me Quetzalcoatl."
At this time, Quetzalcoatl's eyes were already eye level with Matafos, and Matafos could see her own appearance in those golden pupils, as if she was looking into a mirror.
"in this world."
"When many people say that image represents ugliness, then it is ugly."
"When many people say that image represents beauty, that is beauty."
"And when countless people say that it is God, the image becomes extremely sacred."
"But a person's true inner good and evil is not affected by these external appearances. He is not good because of his beauty, nor evil because of his ugliness."
"Similarly, that sacred gesture does not necessarily represent the God of Justice and Law."
Matavs suddenly understood that this was the response to the black dragon Anu who had spoken to her before.
The other person was telling her not to judge a person based on other people's descriptions or external appearances.
That black dragon seems to be inextricably related to the Quetzalcoatl God Kurmis.
Matafusi was a little frightened. It seemed that there were many unknown secrets hidden behind the black dragon.
"I see."
She hurriedly took out a letter and handed it over respectfully.
"Lord Kormis, this is the letter that Lord Anli asked me to bring to you."
In addition to letters, there are also some oral messages.
"Lady Anli said that she and the Scarlet Goddess will help you become a myth."
"If you agree, you will accept the contents of the storage ring, and she will receive the message immediately."
"No one will know this news except me."
The letter floated up, turned into a large amount of information, merged into the golden kingdom, and then merged into Quetzalcoatl's eyes.
There was also a ring flying out, which was a storage ring.
Quetzalcoatl opened his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp.
Quetzalcoatl closed his eyes for a while, then slowly opened them.
"It's really...just right."
Although Kormis embarked on the road to becoming a god relatively early, it was just that this road had twists and turns.
Nowadays, there is still a long way to go from the myth.
the most important is.
It lacks a mythical altar and a god's name, and he is unable to take back many powers from afar. As the owner of a temple with the broadest faith and the largest number of believers, he is indeed at a disadvantage in this regard.
And the blue goddess Anli wrote this letter to solve this problem for Kurmis.
She can lend him the mythical altar when he becomes a god, communicate with all believers to take back their power, and at the same time prepare for him the part he lacks, and can completely help him refine the golden seed jar into a mythical item.
The red and blue gods worked together to help him ascend to the myth.
But this doesn't come without a cost.
In return, the Quetzalcoatl God Kurmis will also need to help her complete several things.
As a "lucky man", Kurmis, no one in the world can understand better than him that the price has been marked behind every gift. For him, this kind of transaction is the most normal and reasonable.
Kurmis knew that he might have to pay a huge price next, but so what.
The most terrifying thing is the kind of "luck" that falls invisible on your head and the painful price you pay in the end.
He couldn't wait to escape from this jar. He had been trapped in it for too long.
Because during this time.
He lost too much.
Quetzalcoatl looked down at Matavs and told her.
"I agree to Blue Goddess's deal."
Matafus suddenly took out the astrological ball and asked the feathered serpent Kormis.
"Also, I have a small request."
Matafos spoke of her theory of perfection of wisdom species, as well as her experiments on the astrological sphere and the perfect country.
"I heard that you have some spiritual authority. I want you to help me look at the astrological ball."
"Also, please tell me the secret of spirituality."
Quetzalcoatl God Kurmis did not refuse, although this was nothing to him.
But for the time being, he has more important things to do.
"You live outside for a while and don't leave for the time being. I will help you complete what you ask for after I become a myth."
Matafus looked at Quetzalcoatl.
Although she already knew it, she still said a little excitedly.
"myth."
Kurmis nodded and looked at the sky outside the pyramid.
"That's right, a myth."
Compared to Matafus, this myth of Kurmis is full of complex emotions.
Although the first step is to take the simplest path of mythical props, this is the simplest, and that is also relative.
Only he himself knows what happened along the way and what price he paid.
As he spoke, the boundless golden light converged into the jar.
The storage ring fell into it, and after exploding, a terrifying light shot into the sky.
Kormis fell into a deep sleep again.
——
at night.
Matavs lives in the dilapidated village outside.
There are constant sounds of strange things in the forest, and the village is dilapidated and desolate, which is indeed a bit creepy.
Matavs was so frightened that she blocked the doors and windows tightly. During the day, she saw the shadow of a giant object dozens of meters high passing by in the depths of the jungle outside. One look at that guy knew that he was definitely not a vegetarian.
"Dong dong dong!"
At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door outside, which frightened Matafusi who was wrapped in a small quilt, so she squeezed her head out of the quilt and asked.
"Who is it?"
The voice of the god's attendant Rab came from outside, and the other party asked.
"Miss Mattafuss, I made some food. Do you want to eat some before resting?"
I wasn't hungry at first, but when I heard there was food, I felt like my stomach was rumbling.
Matafosi immediately sat up, put on her clothes and opened the door, and immediately smelled a scent.
“It smells so good!”
Matafusi sat in front of the table, holding the bowl and said with satisfaction.
"tasty."
The old man in front of him wore a pair of glasses and smiled slightly.
Rab, the servant of the god, was holding a leather album. He looked hard at it under the light with his cloudy eyes, and then he wrote and drew on it. He looked very serious.
Matavs sat in her seat and ate the food that Rab cooked for her, feeling that her stomach and body were getting warm.
Quiet room, dancing candlelight.
It made her no longer afraid, but felt very warm.
After Matavs finished eating, she looked at Rab's actions like taking notes so late at night and asked curiously.
"What are you writing about?"
The god's servant Rab didn't hide it, but told Matavs directly.
"The new holy book of the Harvest Temple, Quetzalcoatl allowed me to compile it."
"Quetzalcoatl said that when he really goes to the sky, he will promulgate this new holy book."
Matafosi nodded, not expecting that this divine servant Rab was still a talent in this field.
"Maybe it's because of this that he is valued by Quetzalcoatl!"
Matafos thought so.
When Rab, the servant of the god, saw that Matafus had finished eating, he immediately put away the leather booklet, stood up, and picked up the bowl.
Matavs said sheepishly: "I'd rather wash the dishes!"
The old man laughed: "Miss Mattafuss, it's so dark outside and you don't know the way, so go to bed early!"
"It's okay, I just happened to have my own dishes to wash."
What Matafos didn't expect was...
The wait that Kurmis said would take a long time, but it was indeed a long enough wait.
She waited until winter came, but there was no movement from the other party.
But she didn't dare to leave casually. She was the only mortal besides the two gods who knew that Kurmis was preparing to attack the position of myth.
If this kind of information were leaked to the outside, it would be a big problem.
Even if it wasn't her who said it, if someone found out about her appearance outside, it still wouldn't be able to escape her involvement.
She could only live quietly in this vast forest and wait honestly.
Fortunately, there is an old man like her grandfather in the village who always takes care of her, who is a bit clumsy.
He made delicious food for her, taught her to mend her torn clothes, and took her outside to hunt with traps.
Teach her about the magical beasts and potions outside, and tell her some interesting stories.
This is an interesting thing that doesn't happen in the academy.
And every night, the other party would light a lamp on the opposite side all night long, so that the timid Matafosi could see the light of the fire and not be so scared by herself.
But the old man didn't say that. He said it was to compile a new holy book.
But every night, he prepared to hang the lamp in front of the window, and the bright light just happened to shine on Matafosi's side.
Very early in the morning.
Martafus was wrapped in several layers of clothes, squatting at the door and looking at the snowy jungle and the pyramids in the distance.
At the same time, enjoy the first ray of light of the day.
"call!"
"so cold!"
"I wonder what I'm going to eat today. Is it some delicious monster meat?"
Matavs was looking forward to it, as Rab's cooking skills were very good.
But at noon, Matavs didn't even wait for Rab to go out. She came to Rab's window with some worry and looked inside.
Then I saw the old man slipping to the ground right next to the table in front of the window, and the one-legged chair also fell to the ground.
"Rabb!"
Matafusi exclaimed, then immediately opened the door and rushed in.
After some treatment from Martafuss, the old man finally recovered and lay on the bed. Martafuss said with some slight complaints.
"Your health is very poor, you should pay more attention to rest."
"How can you do this when you are still staying up late at your age?"
Although Matafos is a skilled witch doctor, she is only a witch doctor. What she is good at is curing diseases.
Rab's condition is that his body is aging, which is something she has no good solution for.
But Rab didn't care at all and wanted to stand up.
"I am an old man, and I am not in good health."
"If you can eat and walk, then it's very good."
Rab put on his glasses and groped around.
"Eh!"
"Where's my book?"
Matafosi put the leather booklet into the old man's hand, and then said helplessly.
"The book can be written at any time, so why is there such a rush?"
"If you take good care of your health and write slowly, you will be able to finish it."
The old man looked at Matavs, shook his head and said.
"No way, we don't have much time left."
"I must rush to complete the compilation of the new holy scripture before Quetzalcoatl leaves the world and before the god goes to the country of the gods."
"I know the day is coming, so I have to be faster."
Matafusi was stunned for a moment, then stood up with her chin in her hands.
"ah!"
"how do you know?"
"Did I let it slip?"
Matavs talked a lot when she met familiar people, and sometimes she really didn't think much about it. She felt that she must have let something slip at some point.
At this moment, she was extremely glad that she did not run outside, otherwise her big mouth would have been exposed long ago.
However, the old man shook his head and told Matavs.
"You didn't say it, I guessed it."
"I am a servant who serves Quetzalcoatl, and many secrets are not secrets to me."
"You are here on behalf of the Blue Goddess, and after you arrived Quetzalcoatl fell asleep, and you have been waiting here, waiting for a very important moment."
"At that moment, if you think about it, you will know what it is."
Matavs sat down and watched the old man gently stroking her leather booklet and leaning on the bed at a comfortable angle.
"On that day, Quetzalcoatl will enter the sky with the new holy scripture and soar in the sea of clouds in the most sacred posture."
"And the contents of this sacred book will be sung in the sky by the sacred voice."
"Not only the people in the Harvest Temple will hear it, but others will also know it."
The old man fell into memories, his face full of nostalgia.
"This is what I can do for Lord Kurmis and Lord Anu."
"It's a small and insignificant thing."
But as he spoke, the old man gasped violently, as if he couldn't breathe.
He clutched his chest and frowned.
Matafosi stepped forward to support him, patted his back, checked his physical condition, and then found that he had a fever.
Matafusi said worriedly: "You have a fever, you should take a good rest."
"At least for these two days, you can't move around anymore."
"I'll go back and look for the corresponding materials to make a bottle of witch potion for you."
Rab showed a kind smile, looked at Matavs and said.
"Miss Mattafuss."
"Thank you."
The old godly servant lay down little by little, then slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.
After a while, Matafosi finally made a bottle of witch medicine and brought it over.
In her sleepy state, Matafos heard the old godly attendant talking in her sleep. He waved his hands as if he was talking to someone.
"you saw it……"
"That image of giant black wings flying across the sky?"
"That's not Deathwing, that's Lord Anu's final salvation."