When the emerald light looms in the endless sea of stars in the multiverse.
Aye stood on the Gobi Desert, quietly watching the starry sky.
He is a hunter.
However, he is not one of those hunters who pursues fur and flesh, water chestnuts and sinews.
He wanders at the end point where twilight and dusk meet, and he wanders at the boundary between reason and chaos.
This is Slavomir - "the place where the sun never sets" according to the ancient legends of the mountain people to the west.
From the perspective of the material world, this is not such a magical thing.
Especially after you have spent hundreds of days and nights here, the romantic and beautiful scenery will only become sparse and ordinary.
Everything about it can be described in terms that mortals can understand - which means it certainly isn't some kind of sacred or evil place.
"If everything can be understood and known, how can He be called God?" - "Tracing Back to the Supreme Father"
As we all know, the concepts of light and darkness are always vague and vague.
In Aye's opinion, it was because words could not bear their weight.
Only the warmth and coldness that shines with spirituality are the best elements that attract them to the world.
Yes, Aye is also a fisherman.
Just bait and hook and himself...
He was convinced that his consciousness, which had read countless obscure and ancient magic books and was full of unknown desires, was better than the thousands of bloody, primitive and crude sacrifices.
And staying there for a long time makes this breath become more intense.
Just like an ant working hard to move man-made objects, it is always easier to attract the attention of twos and threes among the thousands of natural colors.
Aye didn't know if there really were gods staring at the world beyond the high sky filled with withering poisonous gas.
He is like those fishermen who cast their nests in deep and unfamiliar waters, full of greed and desire for the unknown and harvest.
Aye stood alone on the side of the dry sea. The gradually sinking dusk outlined a gorgeous golden picture between the stones and sand.
The refracted and intertwined light is somewhat dazzling.
Aye blocked the light with his hands, so he could see the truth:
On the sea that has dried up, leaving only a large beach of death rocks, there is an indescribable huge shadow suspended in the sky.
Is it an illusion?
Aye blinked, and the crazy scene that remained in his memory disappeared.
Above the sea, there is only a bloody, gradually darkening cloud layer...
It left?
Or is it still there?
Even, staring at me in a form that I can't see?
An instinctive fear of life, like a spider crawling up from the tailbone, made Aye feel slightly suffocated.
Terrifying...perfection...
Aye recalled the horror that could not be described in words. He deeply realized that the prey he had been tracking so hard had appeared!
What else is more dazzling and confusing, and more trembling than those unknown...monsters that really exist in this world?
Aye pursed her lips, which looked a little cracked due to uneven water intake over a long period of time.
They call it God?
Aye grinned, and the excitement in his eyes seemed to be a little more intense.
But at this moment, the sea of clouds in the sky passed by at a speed that Aye had never seen before.
As if time has been sped up, the clouds are frantically escaping from the present!
Aye, who had been staring at the sky, felt a rare feeling of vomiting.
He saw the sky becoming layered as if separated by gauze.
And in the endless overlap, he once again saw the terrifying shadow he had glimpsed before.
However, it seemed to be thrown into a deeper layer in the endless sky.
And at a certain moment, Aye, who was too excited and dizzy, lost the focus of her eyes.
He looked and saw a huge, indescribable cat running happily across the sky. Behind it were continuous layers of clouds and sea of stars...
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"Outer gods are gods too! We should treat them with tolerance and fairness!"
The hanging man with compound eyes, Abdu Quiñones, said with a hint of sadness and indignation.
Now, it is sitting in a certain divine court in the Pan-Emerald Era.
The pondering local god did not respond to it.
Although the alien god corresponding to the compound-eyed man is indeed a relatively harmless guy.
He even made some efforts against Chaos.
The main axis of time that can be hidden is the decision of the elders.
As a local god, even if he is the main god, he does not want to violate the will of the elders.
What's more, it can't be violated at all.
The elders hide the real timeline under the illusory timeline.
Even those beings who are in "reality" cannot figure out their own position.
Of course it doesn't matter.
This kind of reality and illusion only applies to life outside the plane system.
Apart from the Void camp, which did not invest much in this aspect due to some kind of fear, the ones who suffered the most were the many alien gods and alien god-related sects.
They have lost forever their connection with the object of their faith.
Of course, for a large number of Outer Gods, this actually doesn't matter much.
As we all know, the belief organization of mortal things is not always directly related to the object of belief.
But losing the target point means that channels such as divine magic are completely ineffective.
From this point of view, it is no different from the mages "welcoming" the major update of the Magic Network version.
"Quiniones, we have never forgotten the efforts you and your Lord made for the cause of justice and kindness during the Third War of Chaos."
"But I still have to tell you: the will of the elders cannot be violated."
The Lord God pondered for a long time, and then said this.
He is not a mad king.
In other words, any normal existence would not provoke a dangerous existence that had become famous before it achieved greatness.
What's more, the other party is now on their side...
Although wisdom is not a necessary element for gods, stupidity is obviously only possessed by a very small number of gods.
"Quinones, you should know: Our friendship and hatred are both under the gaze of the elders, but they are as small as the dust of the world."
"He has never liked any variegated colors, just as He once turned the dark brown land into emerald green..."
The Lord God said slowly, He raised his head, as if he wanted to see through the endless starry sky and layers of mountains.
At the end of the intertwined time, I met the elder's eyes.
The stars were turning and the gods were silent.
In the more distant star field, there were heated discussions and arguments.
But in the void shrouded by tree-like shadows, there were no ripples or reverberations...
