Chapter 103 Flowers and trees in the Temple of Miracles and the transformation of spiritual power
"Boom!"
At the end, Helfas saw the central trunk and spine supporting the Tower of Babel, and saw a huge waterfall rushing down.
It was the legendary mountain of the origin of life, but of course Helfas didn't know the original appearance of this "backbone". He only felt the ancient and majestic charm coming from above, as if all things and life came from here.
Come, follow the waterfall and water flow in all directions.
The water flows from the two thousand floors along the "backbone" and winds down layer by layer, supporting each tower layer with the canal project built 50 million years ago. Finally, it reaches the lowest layer and turns into the scenery of Helfas.
Visit waterfalls, lakes and rivers.
Then, it will return to the top through some kind of circulation channel.
There are no clouds, rain and sea here, but there are other things in their place.
The passage to the upper level is here, and Helfas found it on the side of the waterfall.
In the dark.
The soul ascends along the spiral staircase corridor.
Round and round.
The circle was so huge that climbing a flight of stairs felt like a long migration.
After finally reaching the upper floor, he found that the exit was on the other side of the upper floor.
What's even more troublesome is that to find the entrance to the upper floor, he still has to go through most of the tower, because high walls that go straight to the dome divide the entire tower into different areas, and he has to go between these areas.
Find the correct channel.
Under the high wall.
Helfas looked up.
He asked with a sigh of confusion.
"Why?"
"Why should the road to the upper level be built in such a roundabout way? Wouldn't it be troublesome for them to go up by themselves?"
"There are no enemies here. Why build so many walls for support?"
"Also, since this tower is a myth, this is a kingdom of gods."
"Then it would be easy to repair everything here, so why are there only ruins left?"
However, there are only two sentences on the scroll.
"You go and find out for yourself."
"I'll tell you where the tree is, how to go next, and what choice you make, that's your problem."
It seems to be telling Helfas that I am not a machine to answer your questions.
Helfas could only go forward. The second floor was still full of ruins, with only the high walls and the gates across the area standing.
He originally wanted to look for something with wisdom, power, and power, but he found nothing. It seemed that just like Anissa said, he had completely integrated into the Kingdom of God.
This made his desire to find more secrets about the previous era and learn more about intelligent species come to nothing.
At the beginning.
He had no intention of walking honestly. He was looking for shortcuts everywhere. He thought that the person who originally built the tower must have some kind of passage that could lead directly to the upper level.
Finally, he found a special place on the edge of the seventh floor.
He saw a strange door with a low pillar erected next to it, which seemed to be a device used to open the door.
But after he went to study it, he found that the pillar could not open the door.
"broken?"
However, he soon discovered that the door was not closed tightly, and it seemed that he could squeeze in.
His soul squeezed in, and inside was a vertical "well" connecting up and down.
Herfas was overjoyed. His guess was indeed correct.
"This is the passage that connects the upper and lower parts."
However, it seems that there should have been a transportation device that went up and down through the "shaft" to provide a small number of special personnel with the ability to quickly shuttle through the Thousand-story Tower. However, I don't know if it is also broken or in other places.
But it doesn't matter if he doesn't, his soul can float.
Helfas floated upwards, and his joy soon dissipated, because there was a force field on top that separated the two layers.
His soul felt like it was getting closer to the furnace just by getting closer, telling him that the barrier separating the upper and lower levels was extremely dangerous and could not be climbed directly.
"make life difficult for."
He looked at the force field and had no choice but to give up.
Helfas could only continue to move forward according to the old method.
He passed through ruins after ruins, stepped over area after area, and climbed up one level after another.
There was only darkness and silence around, without any living beings, and almost no sound could be heard.
As he walked, he even felt like he was merging into the tower, getting lost in the layers of the tower.
He had never thought that climbing a tower would be a long and painful thing, and what made people crazy was not just the length of it, but the repetition over and over again, the spiral reincarnations.
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There is no end in sight, no hope, and I even begin to doubt the meaning of what I am doing.
"Just like life."
In the darkness, Herfas talked to himself, said something he thought was very philosophical, and then laughed alone.
He didn't really go crazy, he just gradually got used to this kind of lonely progress, and then found his own happiness from this kind of loneliness and wandering.
He began to no longer pay attention to how much progress he made every day, and how many times he repeated what he had done before and every day. He began to focus on his surroundings bit by bit, understanding and studying the ruins passing around him bit by bit.
and scenery.
The higher you go up, the more buildings are preserved and they gradually become more complete.
On the way, he began to try to study the texts of the previous era, but soon he realized a problem.
There are many kinds of writings left here, many of which probably do not belong to the same ethnic group, and even the writings within the same ethnic group have different differences.
His desire to single-handedly decipher the texts of civilizations with a long history and richness is really a bit fanciful.
But it wasn't like he didn't gain anything.
"People with wings, people with tails, and people with dragon-like scales; just like the giant door deep in the temple, the last era should have been dominated by these three different races.
And the current dragon people should be the descendants of people with dragon-like scales!" Although the text is not understandable, you can probably tell from other things where these buildings and ruins once belonged.
ethnic group.
"It's amazing. How many people did these civilizations have and how many cities were they built? These cities should have been scattered all over the world. How on earth could they move these countless towns here intact and then build such a giant tower.
"For Helfas, every city is precious, and these people's cities not only have tall buildings and unimaginably dense populations, but also are incredibly numerous.
"After these buildings were moved to this tower, there are indeed many people living here for generations, but they seem to have lost the highly civilized power they once had and have returned to primitive and barbaric levels; those who can build buildings floating in the sky
Once the civilization of the middle city fell from civilization, would it not be much different from the primitive people?" He found many facilities that were obviously built after the Tower of Babel was built, but most of these facilities were wild and primitive.
In some places, it even showed that the people who built these facilities did not even know how to use writing. This made Helfas feel a little lonely. A once highly developed civilization finally declined to the point where it even forgot writing. What else could be better than this?
Is there anything more worthy of sadness?
Helfas was obsessed with it.
Ever since he came to this world, he has always had a sense of urgency, being chased by weirdos, burdened by responsibilities, and overwhelmed by one thing after another.
But here, he is not the King of Black, he is not everyone's hope, and he is not the leader of civilization.
He can walk around at will and look at things that interest him.
"I finally understood why there was no light here and why many people were able to survive here. The dome above my head was previously covered with a layer of moss. I have seen similar moss. It emits light and regulates humidity and air.
But now the moss is all dead, so there is only darkness left." While studying the buildings of these remnants of the end of the era, Helfas also solved a previous doubt as to why these people were able to survive in such a lightless environment.
Survive in the darkness.
"I know why the road here is built in such a roundabout way, because this tower was not built for them to climb to the top, and even the people who built the tower did not want them to climb to the top; this tower is a mausoleum of the previous era.
, and it is also the place where those who were left behind thrived, and many people would not even go up if it was not necessary." Gradually, Helfas solved the second doubt, and he finally understood why this happened.
The tower was built like this because it was never meant to be climbed in the first place.
"It's just that those who were left behind...are they all extinct? Because there are no people here, there is no point in repairing it. It is better to keep everything as it is, so this place is frozen in the scene of the complete end of the era.
Here, isn't it?" In the darkness and loneliness, deep in this heavy and sad tomb of civilization, Helfas seemed to be able to understand some of the thoughts of the ancient gods who built this tower.
Walking through those cities, the ruins of civilization, and even the remaining buildings of the survivors at the end of the era, Helfas seemed to be able to see countless living figures and the glory of their civilization.
He was suddenly eager to know where those civilizations from the previous era had gone.
What is their outcome?
Is there really nothing left?
even.
It seems that they have forgotten that they are looking for the flower tree that allows them to continue to spread their wisdom.
The 100th floor.
This place is completely different from the previous ninety-nine floors, because there are basically no buildings here. This place once seemed to be a garden, or more accurately, it should be a forest.
There are obviously a large number of carbonized trees, bones of ancient animals, various strange facilities, huge warehouses, and a more complete towering temple.
"The plants are dead."
"What kind of animal bones are these? I've never seen them before."
"The architectural style of the Dragon God's temple is somewhat similar to the Gate of the Earth Temple. Sure enough, that architectural style was inherited from the previous era!"
Recently, Helfas has not been able to get any more information from the scrolls.
The person behind the scroll didn't know whether she didn't want Helfas to get more information from her, or she found Helfas' many questions annoying and didn't respond at all.
Of course, it is also possible that it is not easy for her to communicate with Herfas in the Babel Tower from under the pillar, and it requires a lot of strength.
But here, many of his questions were answered.
Helfas saw more pictures about the previous era in the temple here. He saw various legends of angels and dragons. The angels in the pictures had white wings, were beautiful and holy, but the dragons seemed to be different from Helfas.
The dragons that Si knew were a little different.
It was also here that he learned that the gods of dragons and angels were the last gods to remain at the end of the era. At the same time, he also got some information about the ending of civilization in the previous era.
This is a temple that clearly belongs to angels.
Because the building is white, it has a feeling of sky and clouds, and various decorations and sculptures all reflect this concept.
Deep in the palace, he saw the story of the end of the previous era.
A woman wearing a mysterious robe predicted the end of time, when the world would be destroyed by fire erupting from the depths of the earth, and the entire civilization began to decide to leave the world.
The mural depicts cities floating in the sky passing through the clouds and sky and disappearing among the stars.
The soul stands beneath a broad painted mural.
He looked at the slightly changed and mottled patterns and seemed a little excited.
"So the civilization of the previous era did not perish, but left this world and went to the depths of the sea of stars."
Helfas finally found the answer.
In a sense, he was inspired and saw the ending he wanted. If the civilization he and others created can have the same and similar future in the future, he would have no regrets at all.
In the next scene, he saw a large number of figures looking up at the sea of stars. Angels and dragon gods descended on the world, and they were about to take away the last batch of remnants of the era.
It seems that not everyone can board the city in the sky, but it is obvious that there is more than one way to leave this world. The gods use various incredible powers to lead their believers to the distance they want to go.
Their story in this world has ended, but a new story will begin again in another world.
Standing at the end of the mural, Helfas stood for a long time.
finally.
He smiled.
"Perhaps the gods in this world are not what I imagined."
Helfas thought of Anissa, the first existence he had seen that could be called a god, and he seemed to equate gods with existences like her.
Indifferent, aloof, ignoring everything in the world.
Their lives are almost eternal, transcending species and civilizations. When you think about it, do you think there is anything else in this world that they care about and value?
But now it seems that even the gods are of various kinds, with different ideas and walking on different paths.
He felt much more relaxed, and then he made a major discovery on this level.
Perhaps because this layer was very special, he observed more carefully, or perhaps because there were fewer obstacles on this layer. When he observed deeply into the water channel with his soul body, he unexpectedly discovered these twists and turns.
The water channel can directly lead to the upper level without the force field isolation in between.
I don't know if this is a loophole or if it's intentional.
"You can go up here."
Helfas was a little annoyed. He might have vaguely thought about whether the water was connected to the upper level before, but at that time he thought that since there was a force field isolation in the "shaft", there should be a water source.
Sometimes, a little information is missing, a key idea.
Those things that seem to be extremely simple and easy to break, but in your life, you need to go through thousands of trials and errors before you can get the real answer.
But when he calmed down and thought about it, he felt relieved again. The gains and things he saw along the way seemed to be far greater than the time saved.
The rest of the journey will be much faster for him.
He entered the freezing water.
Walk along the bottom of the channel and walk in the wonderful underwater corridor.
Although the road is still very winding, it is much faster than walking in big circles like Helfas did before.
However, he would come out and walk around every floor, especially when it reached a hundred floors, he would enter the temple to visit.
Until this day.
"We've reached the thousandth floor."
He stood in a tower with very well-preserved buildings and looked into the distance.
He couldn't tell how much time had passed. He couldn't distinguish between night, spring, summer, autumn and winter here.
It took a lot of hard work.
After walking the longest road in his life and seeing so many cities that he would never see even in the next life, he finally arrived at this place.
This tower completely refreshed Herfas's concept of towers. For ordinary people, this is a world that they cannot see the end of in their lifetime.
——
That is a glowing tree.
Golden flowers are blooming all over the treetops, and the light is emitted from the flowers. The light is the same color as the sun, but it is warmer than the sun.
It was planted in the center of a wide palace, not like a tree, but more like a sacred relic enshrined on an altar.
The style of the hall is elegant and holy, with a touch of dreamy color. The murals on all sides depict a sea of golden flowers. On the dome, a group of "children" wearing smocks are flying, as if they are laughing happily above the sea of flowers.
.
This made Helfas feel relaxed as he walked into the temple.
Helfas walked over quickly, but when he arrived at the altar of the sacred relic, his steps immediately stopped, with a look of astonishment on his expression.
"this."
"died?"
What catches the eye.
It is clearly a transparent crystal like amber, and the luminous flowers and trees are preserved in it, but the life on it has long been cut off.
This tree is at least tens of millions of years old. It is not a strange thing to die, but it is a matter of course.
In fact, it should have been dead before this era began.
Perhaps it is precisely because of this that this tree was left here. The person who originally owned it took away the Cup of the Sun cultivated with it, and then left this flower tree with myths and legends here.
The buried epochal world is enshrined in the temple of the god who gave him the sacred things.
Helfas originally thought that when he saw such a scene, he would be extremely depressed and decadent, and would be shouting in anger.
After all, he had braved the determination to transcend life and death, walked the long and extremely lonely road, and arrived here on the verge of being driven crazy by loneliness.
Could it be that what you want in the end is such an almost fooled ending?
But at this moment, he had no idea.
He stared blankly at the glowing flower tree, completely immersed in the beauty of the flowers.
It was as if his soul had been taken away by it.
"It is very beautiful."
"It's like a flower that can only bloom from the most beautiful heart and the most beautiful dream."
He was not depressed or despairing. Instead, he felt something like hope and beauty sinking into his heart like a trickle with the light of the flower.
He only had one idea, he wanted to smell the fragrance of the flower.
Such a beautiful flower, its fragrance must be able to dispel his hard work and hardship along the way.
He stepped forward step by step.
This tree seems completely different from other places. The power of the mythical tool Babel deliberately bypassed it and did not assimilate it.
Therefore, the spirit body of Helfas directly penetrated the "amber" and got close to the flower tree that was frozen in time.
Helfas raised his hands high.
His hands seemed to be holding the flower.
Standing on tiptoes, I put a beautiful flower cup on it.
Smell the fragrance of the flowers.
An unprecedented fragrance soaked into his soul, penetrating his consciousness and emotions, just like the sun shining into the lake in his heart, even the darkness at the bottom of the lake was illuminated, and the scales of the fish under the lake in his heart rose.
Golden light.
And Helfas felt like he was running towards the sun.
In the light, he grew another pair of ears, another pair of eyes, and another pair of hands.
His originally illusory spiritual power was transformed by the gift of the Cup of the Sun, and turned into a spiritual power that could interfere with the world.
His fingertips penetrated through the illusory world and finally touched the real side of this world.