The ice crystal tablet was engraved with Chulando's previous life, and he read it almost word for word.
To be honest, although the stone tablet is large, this short inscription is still too simple to describe a person's life. It only took Qiulando a moment to see the bottom, but he still learned enough from the top.
Information.
The most important thing is that that kind of power does not come without a price. When you possess it, your consciousness will continue to be subject to the madness and instinctive impact of that power. The King of the Sky, Chulando, in his last life, completely became a person in his later years.
A monster.
The sky plane seemed to be one with Chulando. When he lost control and fell into madness, the entire plane began to freeze.
"That is to say, I created the Sky Kingdom, and I was the one who finally destroyed it."
Qiuranduo found it hard to accept, and it can be said that he was greatly shocked.
He has always believed that he is a great born king, and he has all kinds of beautiful expectations and visions for himself, but the truth seems to be very different from his expectations and imagination.
Priest: "It's not just destroying this plane, this kingdom is also reincarnating with you, and even if you completely control the strange power, we can't live here forever. Eventually we will have to leave this paradise and go to the outside world."
Chulando: "Why?"
Priest: "Part of the reason is because the sky plane cannot accommodate such a large population every few hundred or thousands of years. The other part of the reason is that you will know after reading."
Qiuranduo couldn't wait to move forward and go deep into the forest of steles.
After seeing the first ice crystal tablet, he seemed to be unable to stop. He began to long for the full truth and answers.
Unfortunately, the content on the ice crystal tablet that follows is really boring. It seems to be the same every time. Even though he has done various different things in the past, it inevitably leads to the same ending.
In the beginning, he always wanted to do something.
Then, he did something.
Finally, the backlash of power comes.
The people of the Sky Kingdom fled to the Birdman Continent in panic, and civilization completely collapsed.
They either died of illness, were killed by monsters, starved to death or killed each other in the Birdman Continent, waiting for the next return of the King of the Sky.
The cycle begins over and over again.
He looked at one ice crystal monument after another. At first he looked at it seriously, but gradually he became restless.
He began to glance impatiently, and even just ran away after watching the ending. His movements became faster and faster, and it felt like he was trotting through the Forest of Steles.
He looked around irritably and anxiously in the forest of steles, stumbling a little, as if he was lost in it. He was no longer looking at the content of the inscriptions, but eager to find something different.
Those cookie-cutter lives began to make him feel disgusted. He even felt that such a life had the qualifications to burn and leave an ice crystal monument here, even if the person who left the ice crystal monument was his former self, and this was the only record and record of his life.
Proof of existence.
Finally, he finally collapsed and roared.
"What does it mean?"
"Millions of years, thousands of lives."
"What have I done in these millions of years and thousands of lives?"
“Birth, creation, destruction, death, and then again?”
"that's all?"
The priest followed him and walked out quietly: "It is meaningful."
Ciurandot felt that the priest was just comforting himself: "What's the point? Aren't you just wandering in the same place?"
But the priest said very seriously: "No, you have been walking on the road, you just haven't reached the other side yet."
"None of these 9,325 reincarnations and 8.43 million years has been useless. Every moment is meaningful and is engraved in the traces of life."
"One cannot be missing, and one cannot be avoided."
Qiuranduo didn't feel this way at all. He just felt that his life was completely meaningless. It was difficult for him to understand that he had lived like this for millions of years.
But what he wants to know now is another question.
He could only ask: "What is on the other side? What exactly have I spent these millions of years looking for?"
The priest stretched out his hand and pointed to the deepest part of the Forest of Steles.
"Life needs to find its own way out. Only the way out that you find is the foundation on which life can truly survive."
"You also need to find the answer yourself. Only the answers you find by yourself can truly solve the doubts in your heart."
Qiuranduo could only continue to move forward.
Moving forward, the content on the inscription finally changed. In these eras, Chulando began to focus more on civilization, and they still seemed to contain passion and motivation.
Until one day, the sky kingdom is gone, and he is no longer the king of the sky.
Further back, civilization returned to the wilderness. He was the oldest birdman and tribal leader, and he led his tribe time and time again to explore their civilization in the wilderness, looking for their language, system, and beliefs.
Finally, he came to an ice crystal monument in the deepest part. There was nothing else behind this ice crystal monument. The forest of steles had reached its end.
That was left behind by the first Chulando, and here he finally found the answer.
He stood under the ice crystal monument and raised his head.
"It has been eight hundred and sixty years since I came here. My recent situation is not very good. I know that the wisdom of thousands of years has come to an end. It is really a pity."
"Even though I knew the problem and was prepared and exhausted all means, I still couldn't stop the conflict between life and wisdom. I forgot everything in the past, and even almost forgot the person who existed in my memory like a mother and a god.
Her appearance is the only one that goes deep into my heart."
"As soon as I think of that beautiful name, her appearance and silhouette as beautiful as the sky appear before my eyes. She has given me wisdom for thousands of years, and I bow down to her under the cloud-like skirt and give everything to her.
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"I was sent here by the witch of the sky. She told me that I need to find a life template that can adapt to the environment of the third era alone. She also hoped that I could find a way out for the power of life."
"I gladly accepted this mission, even though she told me that this journey would take millions of years or even exceed tens of millions of years, and that it would go through tens of thousands of reincarnations, but I still accepted it."
"I long for wisdom, I long for freedom from eternal loneliness and darkness."
"The me who came later!"
"Exchanging the promise of ten million years for wisdom and a human body is such a lucky thing. Go and experience your life to the fullest. We have ten million years and nearly ten thousand times.
Our lives are squandered.”
"No need to thank me, just thank the witch in the sky and complete the mission she gave me."
"By the way, no matter where I am, no matter how many times I reincarnate, I should never forget the name that gives you wisdom and life."
"A witch as beautiful as a blue sunny sky."
"Lillian."
After Qiulanduo finished reading, his first reaction was what was going on with this person.
It turns out that he knew the price of everything from the beginning, and he still made a promise of ten million years. He knew clearly that he would be trapped in reincarnation for thousands of lives, but he still rushed here desperately.
He also thought that Chulando behind him would thank him. Is this guy really himself? How could he have such an absurd and crazy idea.
Ciurandot: "Was I ever a madman?"
Priest: "You just stayed in the dark for too long."
But after looking at this ice crystal tablet, Chulando finally understood what he was doing by repeating it again and again. He was waiting for the birdman to truly adapt to the outside world, and he was looking for a way out for the power of life.
.
The priest watched Qiuranduo finally finish reading the ice crystal tablet, so he also stepped forward.
"You have been walking on the road for so many years. You have adapted to your own power in reincarnation. You have waited for the Birdman's life template to be perfected over the years."
"You protected them to thrive in the Sky Kingdom so that they would not perish, but you sent some of them to the Birdman Continent again and again, because one day the Birdmen would still have to leave the Sky Kingdom, and they needed to
You have to adapt to the outside world."
"No matter how much you give, it's meaningless. Life requires you to find your own way out."
Finally, the priest stared at Chulando.
"You also have to find your own way out of the inevitable madness and reincarnation."
Even though it was only one day.
But Chulando seemed to have experienced reincarnation again and again in the Forest of Steles. He could no longer become carefree like a bird in the sky, and his expression became extremely heavy.
Qiuranduo looked into the distance. Even if he went back to his palace, it would be difficult to return to the past. He could not treat everything recorded here as non-existence.
The priest asked him: "What else do you want to ask?"
Chulando asked one final question: "Where do I come from?"
Priest: "The outside world."
Chulando: "Have I completed my mission? The birdmen have adapted to the life of the Birdman Continent and can reproduce freely, and then solved the hidden dangers of the power I possess."
"I am no longer needed here, can I leave here?"
Priest: "It should be enough to complete the former."
He pointed to a passage on the ice crystal tablet: "The former is the need of the witch, and the latter is the expectation of the witch."
Chulando: "I understand."
——
A terrifying strangeness came from afar and approached a certain settlement. Just as the people in the settlement were trying to escape in panic.
"Chirp!"
A giant gray bird swooped down from a distance, tearing the monster in half, and the crisis of genocide was alleviated.
"thank God!"
"Our patron saint."
"Praise be to the great King of the Sky."
On the earth, although those savage-like beings cannot use words, they can still speak some simple words.
As for God, the King of the Sky, they seem to be particularly skilled in these bytes.
The giant bird circled in the sky several times and then disappeared above the sky clouds.
The giant bird is Chulando. After he learned the "truth", he left the sky plane. His stay in the small sky plane was of no use, and once he fell into madness, he would bring disaster to the sky kingdom.
And knowing too many secrets, he could no longer enjoy himself in peace and contentment as the so-called King of the Sky. He even didn't know how to face the people of the Sky Kingdom.
The Birdman Continent is not completely deserted. In fact, there are scattered birdman settlements of various sizes here, living here and there in every corner of the continent.
They are extremely difficult and miserable, fighting against all kinds of deformities and diseases caused by their inability to adapt to nature, and avoiding thousands of weird things.
This world is extremely cruel to them, but they still survive here tenaciously.
Unknowingly.
More than four hundred years have passed since Chulando left.
He is getting stronger and stronger, and when he spreads his wings and flies across the sky, he already feels like he is blocking out the sky and the sun.
He wanders around the land with the most settlements day after day, protecting the birdman settlements here, but even with his protection, the situation of the birdman settlements is still not good.
All he can fight against is weirdness, and it cannot solve the problem of Birdman's inability to adapt to this era and environment.
Often without paying attention, the birdmen of a certain colony will die in large numbers due to a certain disease or problem, and then the entire group will become completely extinct, and sometimes even the reason for the disappearance cannot be found.
He flew high in the sky, witnessing one settlement after another disappearing before his eyes, and watching the wilderness submerge the traces of human life again.
He landed on the ruins of one of the settlements.
He transformed into a god and walked inside, looking at the shed where people used to come and go, but now it was covered with plants.
He suddenly spoke.
"Birth, creation, destruction, death."
"Then wait for the next birth."
"Flying to the sky plane again and again to reproduce, and then when the sky plane cannot accommodate it, it disperses into this world, waiting to die."
"When it is almost gone, it will enter the sky plane again to reproduce."
Qiuranduo was extremely sad. Nothing could make him more depressed.
"What the hell am I doing?"
Unconsciously, he seemed to have walked back to the original path, and he became one of the countless ice crystal monuments.
Another Chulando, another prison bird.
But apart from that, what can he do?
He spread his wings and soared, rushing into the sky and flying into the distance. He tried hard to vibrate his wings and wanted to fly away from here, but he wandered back from the distance unknowingly.
this day.
He had just dispersed some kind of weirdness within himself and was about to go to the next place.
But as he flew, he gradually forgot himself. He forgot everything except the vibration of his wings.
When he woke up again, he had flown for who knows how long and arrived at an unknown place.
He looked around: "Why am I here?"
He suddenly understood that the backlash of power had appeared.
Although he tried his best to delay the time caused by the conflict according to his inheritance, after all, Chulando also found many ways in his reincarnations, but in the end it was just a delay, not a solution.
And not every generation of Chulando can suppress the backlash to the end. The shortest one even only maintained its wisdom for two or three hundred years before being brought into darkness again by the power of the backlash.
While lost, he unknowingly came to a strange place.
He was wandering in the sky and suddenly found that he had seen a settlement of bird people in this place he had never set foot on before. He was very curious as to how the bird people could come so far away.
He falls.
When he saw the "birdmen" in the settlement, he was shocked.
"What's this?"
"Why don't they have wings?"
These are a group of strange guys. They are definitely a group of intelligent creatures, and they also seem to have some characteristics of Birdmen, but they lack the most obvious iconic wings of Birdmen.
They live in this rain forest and are content with the environment here. They are so strong that they are completely different from other bird people living on this continent.
They walked as fast as flying. Although they had no wings, they seemed to be flying on land.
Moreover, they do not need to rely on flying to hunt and move around. Instead, they have evolved to be better at hiding, so the probability of survival has become greater. In this world, flying in the sky without power is like using yourself as food.
Serving plate.
Chulando flew towards the distance, and he then discovered many groups of these wingless people in the distance. They had settled here without Chulando's protection, and began to multiply and reproduce.
Expand your own tribe.
turn out to be.
As the years passed by unconsciously, a new group of birdmen had been born in a place unknown to them.
Only the strong can survive in this world, the weak can also adapt to this era.
It is difficult to survive with wings and is about to go extinct. Instead, it is good at running on the ground, runs fast and is good at hiding. It turns out that not having wings can sometimes be an advantage.
Chulando observed them for a long time.
He could have a premonition that this kind of ethnic group would be able to survive here.
"Chirp!"
Chulando was so happy that he flapped his wings and made a joyful sound.
The wingless bird people had long forgotten about him, but when they looked up they saw the appearance of the giant gray bird.
Looking at those huge wings, his eyes showed envy and longing.
——
The end of the country of snow.
On an unknown floating platform.
Ciurandot was sitting on the ice sculpture seat, with no sadness or joy in his expression, as if he was telling the story of another person.
"I was very happy."
"I'm not happy that I can leave. In fact, I didn't look forward to the outside world that way at that time. I'm even more happy that maybe my ice crystal monument can come to an end, and at least I can write another article similar to the previous Chulando
Different inscriptions.”
"I am happy that the bird people can finally survive in this world, not from my own shelter and support, but by relying on their own strength."
"After all, they call me a god and Chulando who created civilization. I have to do something for them. I hope I can do my best."
"At that time, I was even thinking about whether I could take the sky plane and some of the bird people with me when I left this world, even if I just knelt down and begged to Her Highness the Witch."
"In those more than eight million years, I have had too many things here that are difficult to let go of."
"I'm back in the Sky Kingdom."
"And now there, my priest is still waiting for me."
Helfas immediately frowned, realizing the problem.
"Hundreds of years have passed. Logically speaking, your priest shouldn't have lived that long."
Chulando nodded and told Helfas.
"It was also at that time that I learned the identity of the priest."
Helfass: "He's a weirdo?"
Ciurandot: "He's not weird."
"Of course he is not a human being, or even just him. Everything I thought was true was not true. I learned a truth that overturned everything."
"A truth that subverts all truths, a falsehood that tears apart falsehoods."
Helfas: "Then what is he?"
Ciurandot: "He is a character, a character who clearly knows that he is being played."
"I am also a character, a character who is trapped in the stage and cannot extricate himself."
Chulando looked at Helfas, his eyes were both serious and empty, clear and confused.
He seems to have seen through the truth of this world, but he is trapped in falsehood and cannot leave.
"possible."
"We are all just characters trapped in a world that we think is real."
——
Sky Kingdom.
As soon as Qiuranduo's door to the sky plane fell, he looked at the figure looking at him in disbelief, his priest.
He froze there motionless, looking at the person who had changed a bit after hundreds of years but who had not aged at all.
He even wondered whether the time in the Sky Kingdom had been frozen during his absence.
But the priest walked towards him and congratulated him.
"congratulations."
"Great King of the Sky, you will be leaving soon."
Qiuranduo was extremely surprised: "You already know that the bird people tribe that adapts to the times was born?"
The priest did not deny: "It is you who have protected them in reincarnation again and again, so this fruitful fruit can be born at this moment. Great King of the Sky, you finally did it."
"At least in this world, you are worthy of the name of king and god."
Qiuranduo's head was full of questions. He had a thousand things to ask at this moment, but he didn't know where to start with so many questions.
The priest walked towards the door of the sky plane, with complicated emotions in his eyes.
"You can leave, and this reincarnation in the tank can finally end."
"Everything will be annihilated and everything will return to its origin."
His eyes swept across the vast land outside, the lush green land and the rainy jungle.
"Last time——"
"Eight hundred, four hundred and thirty-six thousand two hundred and seventy-nine years and two hundred and three days."
He spoke a number precisely, like a timer.
Qiuranduo couldn't help it anymore. He stepped forward and asked him: "What do you mean? What do you mean that everything will be annihilated?"
The priest turned to look at him and said: "The mission is over, and reincarnation will naturally end. Not only your reincarnation, but also the reincarnation of this world."
Ciurandot asked loudly: "So I ask, what do you mean?"
The priest looked at Ciurandot: "You come from the outside world, this is a world in a glass jar."
Chulando: "I know, I know that I come from another world, but what does it mean that this world will be annihilated when I return to that world? You have never told me such a thing."
Priest: "The world in the glass jar was born because of the mission of deducing the life template. When the mission is over, it is no longer needed. As the only real you, you return to the world you came from. This false world still has it.
What is the necessity of existence?”
Qiuranduo asked in disbelief: "You mean, this world is fake?"
The other party nodded: "Yes, everything here is created to deduce the life template. The earth, forest, life and sky, everything here is false."