Chapter 577 The Awakening of Asai and Xiao and the Kingdom of Eternity
The land of yellow sand.
This country was the first country to build a fire steam train. Because it is closest to the endless sand sea and has an inextricable relationship with the Demon Abyss King City of the Demon Spirit Clan, it has gained a lot of development convenience and gradually emerged.
At the same time, it is also famous all over the world for its expertise in refining glass products.
Nowadays, on the giant island of Ruhe, it is considered to be a country with relatively high national power.
"Kucha...Kucha...Kucha..." The wheels kept turning.
"Woo!" Smoke billows from the chimney.
A train quickly passed through the territory of the Kingdom of Yellow Sand, passing through many cities. The farther it went, the more desolate it became, and its target was near the Demon Abyss King City in the depths of the endless sand sea.
Because the Demonic Abyss City is always moving, its final stopping place is different every time. This train is also called the Endless Train.
It means that this is a train that does not know where the end is, and it also means the endless meaning of the endless sea of sand.
At this moment, in an independent carriage on the endless train.
Matafus was leaning on the table, holding a quill common in the Land of Light in her hand, dipping it in a very special magic potion and writing something on the paper tanned by the magic potion plant.
So wasteful, or rather prudent.
It was because this book was so important to her that Matafos wanted to make it into a transcendent object and preserve it for a long time.
The content of the book has already been engraved in Marta Fusi's mind, and all she has to do now is to write it down.
While writing, she sometimes softly recited what she had written.
"According to the memories of past events from the ancient times, that is, the gods of the first era, all wisdom comes from the wise god-king of the ancient times, and from the legendary supreme crown."
"Every species of wisdom has the wisdom blood of the God King flowing in its body."
"Blood is wisdom, blood is power, blood is everything."
"The divine blood in our body gives us the foundation of our existence in the world, gives us the ability to operate our consciousness and spirit, and makes us different from all other dead things."
"Even the sun in the sky cannot shine as brightly as our wisdom."
"However, the divine blood in our body is not perfect yet."
"How can a person with the blood of God be bound by life span and death? The end of wisdom should not be bound by time."
When immersed in the world of books and swimming in the imaginary world, Matavs seemed to become a completely different person.
She no longer flinched, and her eyes were so confident that they seemed to be able to shine.
Just like what Silver said.
How could ordinary people think like Matafos?
That is a dream that even the gods dare not dream, something that even the gods dare not think about.
"All species of wisdom pursue the God King of Wisdom and the supreme path, and explore the true path of eternity and perfection."
"After two epochs, the intelligent species has found the road to mythology and the way to the Kingdom of God."
"Myths are born because of this, and mortals are eternal because of this."
"us."
"Only one step away from the final eternity."
As she wrote this, Matafusi dipped her hands in ink.
Then, write hard on the paper.
"With the help of the gods, I finally proved the perfection of the intelligent species."
"In that perfect kingdom of God, in that eternal ball, even mortals can lead to eternal life."
"The true god, the true god of wisdom, can lead his servants to the other side and the end of time."
"This is the ultimate form of the intelligent species."
"It is also the final answer that my Lord, the witch doctor god I believe in, seeks."
On a moving train.
Matafosi transcribed from day to night, and finally wrote down everything in her mind.
I don’t know when the bright and golden afternoon outside the window has turned into a starry night.
She stopped writing.
I carefully glued the two thick stacks of paper together, and then covered them with the book cover I had prepared in advance.
Matafos picked up one of the books and saw only a few words on the book cover glowing.
"Wisdom breeds perfectionism!"
Martafus used an experiment of her own to prove that there were flaws in the intelligent species, and also improved her theory.
It can be said that this book is a diary of Marta Fosse's path and experiments.
This is just a theoretical thing.
But the other one is completely different.
Matavs raised her other hand and saw that the book was much thinner, and what was written on it was.
"The Eternal Kingdom".
This is a book that Matafus received inspiration from the Creator, obtained the fundamental secrets of spirituality, wisdom, desire, and memory from many gods, and finally wrote it under the guidance of the God of Witch Doctors.
This is not something that one person can do.
Rather, it is the species of wisdom that has gone through two eras of hard pursuit, countless sages’ explorations, and the inheritance of one god after another.
What finally comes together.
What is recorded in this book is the method to finally establish the Kingdom of the True God when the road from demigod to the master of the gods, and the master of the gods comes to an end.
When the book was successfully written, Matafus happily held it up in the moving train carriage.
"Finally, I've finished writing it and can submit it to the gods."
And suddenly, a strange whisper sounded in her ears.
Matafos felt a little strange. She looked around and didn't know where the voice was coming from. And when she listened carefully, she couldn't hear clearly what the other party was saying.
And not long after.
The whispers turned into a sound like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, and she finally heard the other party's words clearly.
"The perfect species of wisdom..."
"The path of true God."
"The Kingdom of God that connects the Moon of God and the Crown of Wisdom."
"The end of all species of wisdom..."
"..."
Among them, there are also some words that Matafosi cannot understand. It is an ancient language that is indescribable.
Matafosi raised her head, her eyes seemed to penetrate the sky and saw a strange sea of stars.
Every star in the sea of stars seems to be able to speak. They are all watching Matavs, watching this mortal who has found the final answer.
Matafusi vaguely understood what she had seen.
And next.
Something even more shocking happened.
A huge moon rose at the end of the desert. The moon was so big that it covered half of the sky in the distance, and its light filled the entire desert.
Matafos stood on the train, and like all the passengers on the train at this moment, she exclaimed.
"God's Moon!"
Others only know that this moon is called the Moon of the Gods, but do not know what it really represents, but Matafusi knows its true appearance, which is the root of all species of wisdom.
And every time the Moon of God appears, it means something very important has happened in the world.
Either because the Creator appears in this world, or because someone made a pledge of wisdom.
But at this moment, she appeared for Matafusi.
In other words, it appeared because of the book "The Kingdom of Eternity" in Matafusi's hand.
the other side,
Above the endless sea of sand.
In the Temple of the Creator on the pyramid, the old sacrifices guarding the temple, and the God of Demon Spirits today also looked at the sudden appearance of the Moon of God.
"God's Moon!"
"Why did you show up this time?"
The Moon of God has appeared many times before, but this time it is so close to the endless sea of sand, which is unprecedented.
Even the giant desert god who transformed into the boundless sea of sand.
At this moment, I was shivering under the moonlight and gathered all my strength.
——
Matafosi looked at the huge silver moon outside the window, feeling a little at a loss.
"God's Moon."
"You...don't show up because of me!"
She seemed to have guessed something, but she couldn't believe it.
The moon of God covers everything, and the whole world is paying attention to it.
The light is so bright, but the brighter it is, the more difficult it is to look directly at it and make it difficult to see clearly.
But someone took this opportunity to appear in the real world and sneaked into the endless train.
On the train, a man in a trench coat was holding a strange oil lamp, a cigarette between his fingers, and a sleepy look on his face.
suddenly.
The oil lamp was lit by an invisible force, and the wick burned.
The drowsy man immediately appeared charred and engulfed by sparks, as if he was the burning wick.
The man suddenly woke up, looked around and exclaimed.
"Why...why am I here?"
He looked at himself, and then he noticed the charred blackness and sparks that were spreading rapidly on his body, and he immediately shouted in horror.
"No!"
"The King of Fury..."
"Save me~"
The chess piece of this furious king was burned to the ground in an instant, and the sound he wanted to convey was not conveyed at all.
But the fire lit by the oil lamp did not bring light, but instead made the shadows of darkness continue to spread.
The terrible darkness spreads crazily.
From the bottom of the train track, it kept heading towards the carriage where Marta Voss was, completely engulfing it in the blink of an eye.
In the carriage, Matafosi suddenly felt something. She turned her head and shouted loudly.
"who is it?"
However, when he turned his head, he discovered that a black passage spreading into the distance had appeared behind him.
There was a long table placed in the darkness, and a lonely figure sat in front of the long table.
His face was looming in the darkness and could not be seen clearly.
Matavs didn't recognize the other party, so she retreated to the window in a panic, looking nervously at the people in the darkness.
"Who are you and what do you want to do?"
The man put one hand on the table, pressing a book on it.
It reads "The Oath of the Crown of Wisdom and the Second Path to True God".
In the darkness, the man spoke.
"You found the answer, and the Moon of God appeared because of you."
"I have also found the answer once, and the moment the answer appears, the era will come to an end."
"At least, the horn of the end has sounded."
"Because that is the outcome that the God of Creation wants to see."
The god who is called the most evil in the world uses a plain voice like a stage voice-over and tells things that make people feel extremely heavy from the perspective of a third party.
"This world is like a book. When it turns to the last page, everything will end."
The end of the previous era was because Stuen found the answer to wisdom, and at the same time Xiao also happened to find the answer to becoming a god.
Matafusi immediately understood that this person in front of her should be a being left over from the ancient times.
It might even be a certain god.
She responded: "What do you mean?"
Her response was like a gap opening in her heart.
All I saw was that the evil god in front of the table waved his hand, and Matafusi sat at the other end of the table.
At this time, Matavs also saw the other party's face clearly.
That is a face that makes people feel ordinary, not because it is not good-looking, but because ordinary people can't seem to see anything on this face.
Anything that belongs to a person.
Looking at this face is like looking at a mask or a stone.
There was no trace of warmth in Matafusi's eyes.
It's as if everyone's emotions have been stripped away, leaving only aloof indifference.
"You discovered the answer, but opened the chapter of the end of the era."
"Do you think it's a good thing or a bad thing that you found the answer?"
Matafosi looked confused and didn't understand what the other party was talking about.
The evil god in front of the table did not insist on asking Matafosi to tell the answer. He knew that Matafosi could not tell the answer now. He changed his words and looked at the two books in Matafosi's hands.
"Your theory of perfection is very good."
"You seem to be looking forward to creating a perfect world that everyone longs for."
Matafosi nodded: "I long for the heroes in the book, those who can do great things, so I also hope to do something that can be remembered by others."
Yearning for a hero?
The man at the desk seemed unable to help recalling something, and the corners of his mouth moved unconsciously.
A long time ago, there was a guy who said something similar.
He was a boy from Anhuo who was born into poverty, his brain was oppressed by a malignant tumor, one of his eyes was blurred, and he could only walk lamely with a cane.
After a moment of silence, Matavs finally couldn't help but ask: "What do you mean by what you just said?"
"When the answer is found, the era will end."
"When the era ends, what will happen?"
Xiao did not deceive Matafusi, and told her directly: "The Creator has seen the ending of the story, and He will choose to leave."
Matavs couldn't help but ask: "What will happen when the Creator leaves?"
"What happened in the First Era, and why did those gods in the ancient times have to sleep and abandon their own civilization to cross the epoch?"
Matafus knows a lot of secrets, and the more she knows, the more doubts she has.
For example, the gods of the First Age and how their civilization perished.
She also once asked those ancient beings.
But she didn't get the answers to these questions at the time.
Xiao replied calmly: "The Creator spans time, and everyone wants to follow the Creator's footsteps and leave together."
"So finally."
"The Creator has left us, and we have left others."
"A group of people who pursue immortality use their methods to transcend eras one after another, while all the ordinary and untalented people move towards decay and extinction in mourning and despair."
"This is the First Age."
Matafosi stood up and looked at the guy in front of her in disbelief.
She didn't believe what the gloomy guy in front of her said, but based on some of the things she knew and ancient secrets, her intuition told her that what he said might be true.
Of course, it is also possible that the truth is interpreted from the other party's perspective.
At least, that's what the guy in front of me thinks.
"Just because the Creator has left, is everything over?"
Matavs couldn't help but said: "God is the sun!"
The guy in front of the long table continued slowly.
"The Creator did not really leave. He just felt tired and wanted to leave for a while."
"It's just that this moment may be a bit long."
"To us."
Matafusi knew this for a while, and she said silently.
"Two hundred and fifty million years."
The other person's fingers were tapping on the table, his eyes seemed to be recalling.
"But those of us who want to follow His footsteps and reach eternity naturally have to abandon some things that we can't take with us and are destined to disappear in time."
"Civilization could have existed longer, and there is hope for everyone to go further."
"It's just that, who wants to bring those burdens?"
"Smart species are destined to be biased and selfish from the moment they were born. No one will love everyone."
After listening to this, Matafos felt that the guy in front of her was really uncomfortable and desperate.
It seems that in his eyes, everyone in this world is like a machine that is completely controlled and driven by desire. All beauty is appearance, and ugliness is the essence.
Matafus didn't like this statement, and she thought about the other person's words carefully.
Finally said.
"So, in fact, there is no end of the era at all, and the departure of the Creator does not mean the end of the world."
"He still left many things to this world, and everyone can still live well."
"As long as everyone continues to work hard to develop civilization together and strive to coexist, civilization can still move forward, and everything will still develop in a good direction."
And after listening to Matafosi's words, the person in front of the long table did not refute or affirm.
He just brought his words back to his previous question.
"So, you think it's a good thing that you found the answer and it might usher in the end of the era?"
"At least we can turn it into a good thing," Matafos said.
"I think this era may be different."
The man said: "The only lesson people learn from history is that they don't learn any lessons from history."
"Because, this is human nature."
"This is true in the first era, and it is also true in the second era."
"You have found the answer to the theory of perfection of the species of wisdom. Will everyone in this world become the perfect species of wisdom you call it?"
"Won't."
"Only a small number of people will be, and the rest will be."
The man raised his chin slightly and spoke in a cold and ruthless tone.
"They will all be abandoned and forgotten in the years."
Matafos didn't like this statement very much, but she didn't know how to refute it.
"So, you are the one who abandons others as you say?"
The man at the table denied Martafus's statement, but only partially.
"No, I am the person who was originally not qualified to ride on the boat that crosses the ages."
"It's an unfair world."
"Some people are born with everything, and some people are born with nothing."
"But geniuses have their bright ways, and fools have their despicable methods."
Matafusi then understood that the person in front of her must have used some very despicable or even extremely evil means to finally cross the era.
The man spread out a hand, turned his face and shook his head.
"If you are born to have everything, you can choose the light."
"Who is willing to choose to walk in dirty mud and wading through muddy water?"
Matavs couldn't help but ask the man across the table: "Who are you?"
The man didn't answer, he just looked down at the book he was holding.
"So be it!"
The bright moonlight outside gradually began to dissipate.
The long table at the end of the darkness also moved further and further away, gradually disappearing into the darkness.
Matafos looked at the other end of the carriage and appeared in front of her.
As the light of the Moon of Gods converged, the eyes of many gods once again focused on Matafusi.
In a world of endless darkness where it rains.
The man on the long table lowered his head and looked at one of his hands.
The man took off the pressing hand and saw two more books on top of the original book.
"The Theory of Perfection of the Wisdom Seed" and "The Eternal Kingdom".
Obviously, it is a copy of the two books by Matafus.
——
When Matafus wrote "The Perfection of the Wisdom Species" and "The Eternal Kingdom".
On the Irwell Peninsula.
Within the kingdom of knowledge floating among the clouds and mist, the door of truth suddenly burst into light.
The small cracks that still existed on it were all healed in the blink of an eye, and the tightly closed door was suddenly pushed open.
Within the entire country, all ghosts and spirit bodies are rushing towards the door of truth.
Polik, the agent of the Kingdom of Knowledge, and Sukobu, the slave god, rushed directly to the door of truth.
finally.
In the sea of information inside, I saw a figure holding a cane.
The other party looked at the sea of information and seemed to see something from the huge flow of information that was constantly gathering from all corners of the world.
"here we go."
"The final contest."
The figure was not tall, but his temperament gave people an invisible sense of oppression.
Sukob and Polik stepped forward and saluted the figure.
"God Asai!"
Asai, the God of Truth and Knowledge, turned around and looked at the two of them.
He seems to have woken up a long time ago, but he has never come out of the door of truth, nor has he shown any signs of waking up.
But at this moment, he finally chose to take action.
Asai looked at Sukob and said to him.
"Go to the gods of witch doctors. They are the servants of the Creator. They will convey oracles on behalf of the Supreme and guide the world."
"They will guide us on the path to God's Moon and eternity."
Sukob did not say any words, and directly obeyed the will of Asai, the god of truth and knowledge, and left the kingdom of God, casting his consciousness and power into the human world.
Next, the God of Truth and Knowledge looked at his most loyal follower.
"Xiao is already awake."
"He hid for so long, and finally set his target on Matafos, the favored one of the God of Witch Doctors, and got what he wanted from her in advance."
"What he cannot get by relying on spiritual authority, he wants to get it in another way."
Although Polik rarely leaves the Kingdom of God, he is well aware of the situation outside.
"The kingdom in the sky condenses its fruits, chases the divine moon, and finally builds the perfect kingdom of God to reach true eternity."
God Asai on the side was leaning on crutches and turned around.
"This time, I slept for a long time."
"I have also thought about Xiao's weakness for a long time."
"He has too many back-ups. You never know where he left the means to resurrect himself. He was careful not to leave any loopholes for others."
"He would never put himself in a dangerous situation. He didn't care about anything. He would do anything to keep himself alive."
"Even if you betray your teacher, even if you fall into the abyss, even if you grovel."
Polik nodded: "It is difficult to kill Xiao using conventional methods."
God Asai: "Unless he reveals his flaws."
Polrick: "How to expose his flaws."
God Asai: "When he has what he wants."
"He has been searching for countless years, abandoning everything even human nature and self-seeking."
Now, what Xiao wanted has appeared.
In this world, most opportunities only come once. If you don’t seize them, they will never happen again.
Polik: "So God, you have been waiting, patiently waiting for Xiao to show his flaws."
Asai God: "Xiao is more patient. He can tolerate it until he is old, and rebel at the last moment, taking his teacher as the price for his impact on eternal life."
"He can kneel at the feet of the evil god just to get what he wants."
"He turned his slave into a string partner for 250 million years, and finally resurrected him in this era."
"Such a guy."
"Patience alone won't do anything."
Polik: "How about joining forces with the scarlet goddess Vivien and her sister Anli? This is also a very powerful force."
Asai shook his head: "People like them who are burdened with too many things can never be pure."
"The pursuit of knowledge cannot be pure, reason cannot be pure, and revenge cannot be pure."
"And I'm different."
"I have nothing, and everything I care about is gone."
Finally, Asai looked at Polik.
"I want you to do something."
Ghost Polik and Asai looked at each other.
I wanted to say something, but in the end I didn't say it.
He is a follower of Asai. No matter what choice Asai makes or what he wants to do, he will choose to go with him to the end.
Asai watched Polik leave and turned to look at the sea of information.
In that ocean, pictures continued to pass before his eyes.
He saw a cloverleaf woman lying on a hospital bed in a dilapidated and leaky house, covering herself with a quilt and holding a blind and lame young man in her arms.
At the last moment of her life, she was not thinking about herself, but comforting her arrogant son.
"Asai."
"do not be afraid."
"If you're scared, cover your eyes!"
"You can't see anything, so you won't be afraid."
The mother reached out her hand, touched Asai's face, and then covered his eyes.
"do not be afraid……"
"Cover your eyes...then you won't be afraid of anything."
"Nothing can harm us.",
The scene changed to another perspective.
A cloverleaf doctor kneeling on the ground watched a tall cloverleaf man write down experimental observation records with a pen. He looked at the tragic story in the picture and said coldly.
"Desires and emotions begin to synchronize, and the reincarnated person's former personality begins to emerge in the new body."
He finished recording the experiment log, then held up a bead and said to the evil god.
"O supreme god of knowledge."
"The first scene has ended, are you satisfied?"
The evil god's distorted face and manic laughter were reflected in the glass beads.
A smile appeared on Xiao's face and he said to the evil god.
"god!"
"The story is not over yet."
Asai looked at the three-leaf man holding beads and smiling at the corner of his mouth.
For a moment, he tightly grasped the cane in his hand.