Soriya's voice spoke slowly and softly about that dusty past.
An ancient world where gods, gods of death, humans, and disasters are intertwined.
"I don't know when the Death God who was cultivated by us started a deliberate plan. It took hold of the twisted hearts of some of our tribesmen, causing the tribesmen to kill each other again, and each tribesman fell to himself.
In the hands of others, when we reacted, we were completely surrounded..." As soon as Solia finished speaking, the scene in front of Bai Yu and Caesar suddenly changed. The city that was once full of beauty and history was densely packed with people.
Surrounded by dark shadows.
There is the God of Death, there is disaster, and there are humans. Looking at the long history, this is probably the only time that three different races have united.
In the city, there were not many of Solia's clan members left, and some finally rose up to resist, but they could not withstand the continuous influx of coalition troops.
"Some tribesmen were captured and taken to the underworld to become materials for making souls and disasters, and became tools for oppression. Some tribesmen launched a counterattack, but were killed. Most of them died there.
In the hands of the leading god of death, everything is irreversible..." After letting out a sigh, Sorya controlled the two of them to see the top floor of a certain building, where two men and a woman were discussing something.
One of the tall men had an ordinary face, but Bai Yu still remembered where he had seen him.
In the memory of the seven sins.
This man is none other than my father.
"It seems that you recognized him. Yes, the tallest man is the father in your mouth. According to your language, you can call him Yunyan, and there is another male who can be called Taji. Of course
, the last one is me." Solia gave a brief introduction. Only then did Bai Yu have the opportunity to see his mother's appearance. Compared with his father's ordinary appearance, Solia did have the exquisiteness that all humans longed for.
Face, as a perfect race, they deserve it.
"There is no way out." The man named Taji suddenly spoke. Bai Yu and Caesar clearly heard the conversation between the three people. "Even if I die, I will not let those despicable bastards get what they want. They will do it for me."
You have to pay the price for killing gods." "Brother Taji..." Yun Yan wanted to say something, but stopped when the words reached his lips.
"Yunyan, take Solia away. With the strength of the two of you, it should be no problem to escape. Our family must continue." Although Taji was speaking to Yunyan, his eyes were not focused at all.
Having left Solia, the reluctance in her eyes was full of complex emotions.
"Brother Taji!" "I understand." Unlike Yunyan's unwillingness, Solia is the most decisive person, "Although Yunyan and I will not be able to reproduce offspring, we will definitely try.
A way to save our family."
"At times like this, it's Sorya who can be relied upon. Everything depends on you two. Let's go." Taji turned his head and no longer looked at the two compatriots. He faced the enemies swarming below and put on a posture.
He got into a fighting stance, and then, behind his head, the sound of two people leaving was heard.
"Goodbye, my beloved Solia..." With these broken words, Taji widened his eyes and stared at a god of death falling from the sky. It was this god of death who planned this rebellion that destroyed the gods.
.
"Are you the only one left? No, there are two more who have escaped." The god of death in the sky seems to be still looking for the fish that slipped through the net.
"I think you don't have the energy to deal with others." Taji clasped his hands in front of his chest, and his strength continued to condense between his hands. "I heard that you established some kind of underworld army, and those ridiculous dead souls called you
The first generation of the Great Death." "This is thanks to you, the self-righteous creators." An indescribable expression appeared on the pale face of the Great Death, mixed with hatred, hatred and a bit of madness. "You keep feeding me to become stronger.
, until I surpass you, and now I am above you." "You are very smart, you chose to let us fight among ourselves, which weakened the overall strength, but you relaxed at the last moment." Taji looked at the crowd at his feet.
The blood of the ground, the blood of our compatriots, has spread throughout the city. This is a joint counterattack by all compatriots.
"The magic circle has been drawn. Next, let's taste the anger of our clan...the anger that burns life." As if some power was awakened, the mountains, the ground and even the whole world began to shake, and the great death felt like
Unfortunately, it was too late. Taji's whole body was shrouded in red light. With all the gods of death, humans and disasters on guard, Taji grinned and smiled crazily.
The ferocious smile was full of the joy of revenge.
Then, the body suddenly shattered into pieces and turned into dust that flew away...
The Great Death keenly felt that things would not be that simple. He ignored the other people cheering in the whole city, but raised his head and looked at the sky that was beginning to distort. Something was coming!
"What did that guy named Taji do?" Caesar saw the world become blurred and distorted, and understood that Taji was not simply committing suicide.
Sorya smacked her lips and said calmly: "After we found out that there was no hope of victory, all the tribesmen built a huge magic circle based on their own blood and lives, and Taji was the key to activating the magic circle.
Sacrifice yourself and complete the strongest curse." "Curse?" Bai Yu felt sick to his stomach at the ominous scene in front of him. A curse that gathered the resentment of almost the entire clan of gods? How terrible would that be?
"The so-called curse is the creation of a power that destroys the world, Devouring the World!"
"Isn't that..." Bai Yu suddenly remembered that the Devouring World is a phenomenon that blurs the world and the underworld. To prevent the destruction of the Devouring World, the Soul Night Festival was held!
"In the end, the first-generation Great Death God himself served as a sacrifice, performed the first Soul Night Sacrifice, stopped the Devouring World, and then passed it on from generation to generation. Therefore, no matter how powerful the Great Death God is, the final result is nothing more than being a person in the underworld.
Sacrifice." Solia changed the scene in front of her again, turning it into a scene of her and Yunyan escaping. "From now on, only Yunyan and I are left in the world to depend on each other, but it doesn't make any sense. Our clan has long been
It loses the ability to reproduce and can only rely on that eternal life to survive."
The two traveled through grasslands, snow-capped mountains, and deserts, looking for a place to live, and the Hades Army never gave up on chasing the two.
This chase lasted for hundreds of years.
Those Protoss who were captured as tools ended up with either physical or mental breakdown. Hundreds of years later, the Underworld fell into a difficult situation where they were unable to create disasters and souls. Their only way was to find Solly, a surviving Protoss member.
Ya and Yunyan.
After a hundred years of running away, the two of them also felt tired.
The scenes in front of Bai Yu and Caesar began to shuttle back and forth as if in fast forward. This was the memory of Solia's travels. She and Yunyan traveled almost the entire world together, so they were called "Father" and "Sir" by the later gods of death and humans.
Mother, right?
The scene suddenly stopped. It was a calm night. The two of them were sitting around the campfire. Yunyan's eyes were full of exhaustion, but every time he looked up at Solia, they would be replaced by firmness and tenderness, "
Next, let's go to the Western World and have a look. As long as we delay it any longer, the Underworld itself will collapse and they will no longer be able to create souls." After being keenly aware of this, Yun Yan couldn't help but feel a little excited.
It was as if I saw the dawn of victory.
"However, if we cannot create souls and disasters, the world will collapse, and all the balance we have created will be gone." There was no joy of victory on Soria's face, but she was worried.
"Soriya, even if this world collapses, the two of us can rebuild it again, and those gods of death and humans are just despicable rebels." Yunyan couldn't help but raise his voice and interrupted Suo Liya.
Leah's words, "Don't worry, no matter what happens, I will protect you!"
Sorya looked at that familiar face, subconsciously reached out her hand, touched the other person's cheek, and after a long time, she said: "Well, I believe you will abide by this agreement, Yun Yan."
But deep down in my heart, I have already made a decision.
When the night passed, I thought it would be a beautiful beginning, but when Yunyan woke up, he found that Solia, who was supposed to be sleeping next to him, disappeared from his eyes, from his side, and even from this world.
, all that was left was a letter and the disaster of seven young children.
Sorya chose to go to the underworld by herself, and became a prisoner of the underworld without any resistance. She took on the role of providing the power to create souls and disasters. At this moment, the gods of death have the technology to create souls and disasters, but they do not have the most powerful technology to create souls and disasters.
Important raw materials, the power of the gods.
Almost no god of death dares to believe that Soria threw herself into a trap, but in fact, this is what happened.
The screen disappeared, and Bai Yu and Caesar returned to the room. There was still only a golden sphere in front of them, silently providing a steady stream of power.
Bai Yu scratched his forehead and asked in confusion: "Why did you do this?" "Do you think it's incredible that I did this?" Soliya asked in return.
"Of course that's unbelievable!" This time it was Caesar who shouted, "Regardless of our position as humans, you would actually surrender to the God of Death who destroyed you, and also voluntarily become such an inhumane person.
You look like a ghost, no matter what you think, if you are in your right mind, you will not choose this way!" "Because I think this is the mission of our family." Solia understands why Caesar and Bai Yu are so surprised and unacceptable, because even
Yun Yan couldn't accept it, "Maybe I am also tired from the long escape. In addition, I feel that this world was created by our family, so who has the right to destroy it willfully for a while? After thinking about it for a long time,
, I created seven evil spirits to accompany Yunyan, and then chose to become the container and tool here."
There was once a great god of death who mocked his holy mother, but Solia was unmoved. Instead, after being imprisoned here, she felt a little relieved deep in her heart.
My only regret is my guilt towards Yunyan.
He always wanted to save himself.
Bai Yu looked at the golden sphere whose interior could not be seen. Thinking of such a beautiful descendant of the Gods, he gave up everything and stayed in the deepest part of the underworld, willing to become a tool to maintain balance in this world. He said silently: "I don't know you anymore.
Is she the real Virgin or was she forced to a desperate situation and become crazy? But I think that in a sense, your decision should be regarded as saving the world. The price is that you and your father will have to endure eternal pain and separation.
Pain and other... countless pains."
"Why do you look so sad, little guy, you are just a human being." Soriya seemed to be able to see everything outside, and couldn't help but chuckled and teased.
"Do I look sad?" Bai Yu subconsciously raised his hands and touched his face. Yes, why is that? Does he feel sad when he hears Solia's narration?
"Then, now that we've finished talking about the history of our clan, I think you still have another important question you want to ask me." Soria directed the topic elsewhere.
"What's the problem?" Bai Yu asked blankly.
"Of course it's a way to leave the underworld and go to the surface part before you." Soria asked the question that the two of them were most concerned about.
Bai Yu and Caesar suddenly shouted excitedly: "Can you help us?"
"It's not a help, but I can point you to a path of life." Sorya changed the picture in front of the two of them again, and saw a spiraling building diagram, "First of all, you must understand that in the underworld,
To put it bluntly, the structure of Hades is like a spiraling tower, spreading downward layer by layer. The place where you landed is the first floor of Hades. The room you are in now
It can be understood as the second floor." "Does it mean that we have to return to the first floor to find the passage to leave?" Bai Yu's understanding was immediately rejected by Solia, "No, no, no, the passage you left is not on the first floor.
On the bottom floor!" The architectural diagram in front of him began to rotate, and Bai Yu could see the second floor where the two of them were, and the third and fourth floors below seemed particularly large, as if they contained a lot of things.
"Going down from here, the third floor is the disaster manufacturing factory. Those responsible for creating disasters are the human souls who have chosen to reincarnate. I think you should also know that after the soul comes to the underworld, it will go through the first
In a round of selection, outstanding souls become the replacement guides of the God of Death, while ordinary souls will be brought to the underworld with the idea of reincarnation, which is the disaster factory on the third level. Here, they work until
After a certain period of time, they will be taken to the fourth floor, the manufacturing factory of human souls." With Solia's introduction almost like a tour guide, the architectural diagram sped up and became transparent, allowing Bai Yu and Caesar to clearly see
Seeing its internal structure, Bai Yu vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it.
"When the human soul is squeezed to the extreme and is unable to work, it will come to the last room, the fifth floor."
This time, what they saw before them was an empty room, with only a huge chair in the center and nothing else.
After Caesar glanced around, he asked in confusion: "Is this the place where human souls go to reincarnation again?"
"The fifth level is also known as the Quiet Room. Only the great gods of death will appear here, waiting for the souls that are guided... and then eat them!"
"What?" When Caesar exclaimed, Bai Yu finally understood why he felt something was wrong. An extremely terrifying thought came to his mind. Immediately, Soriya verified Bai Yu's conjecture.
"Listen up, the so-called reincarnation is just human beings' beautifying idea. If you don't become the God of Death, you will become the nutrient used by the Great Death to fight against the Devouring World. You only have one life. There is no such thing as reincarnation. This is... the world