I Am God!

City of servants.

On the lamp stand hanging in the palace, there are candles secretly made by the Temple of Oil. When it lights up, it has a strange fragrance, which makes people feel peaceful.

The lampstand and palace pillars are gilded, and the light of the lamps reflects the dark golden tone on them, which sets off the luxury and grace of the palace.

Sterling silver tableware was placed on the long stone table, and the wind slightly lifted the window screen and rubbed against Henir's bone armor.

King Henir held the scepter of Heinsay in both hands, and his figure was so bent that he was almost curled up.

He was injured when he suppressed the rebellion with the Prince of Wales when he was young. He didn't feel anything when he was young, but it all broke out when he was old.

The attendant cautiously walked to his side and said softly.

"king!"

"It's time to eat."

King Henir asked his attendants to retreat, he had no appetite.

He was much older than Stan Tito, had become king in his late middle age, and had taken years to unify Hinsay.

Weakness and sickness had begun to haunt him now.

King Henir changed his hand as the main support and leaned on the scepter, but found that because of the hardening of the bone plate, even the movements began to become stiff.

"ah!"

"I'm really old!"

As soon as the voice exited, it was hoarse and dry.

No matter how powerful he is, no matter how much he possesses, even if all the Xiyin Sai people are changing because of his will.

But in the face of time and time, he looks so fragile.

The prince, who had been standing silently behind Henir, suddenly said, "Father."

"You're still young, and the Shiinsai people expect you to lead us forever."

Henir waved his hand: "You don't need to say this kind of self-deception in front of me."

He turned around: "You should be more careful when you become a king in the future, don't listen to such nonsense, people must be self-aware."

"Wrong is wrong, old is old."

"You don't have to admit defeat, and you don't have to admit your mistakes."

"But you have to be clear in your heart, otherwise you will not be a king, but a puppet who is being manipulated by others."

Persuaded by his son, he sat down at the table and began to eat.

But after a few mouthfuls, Henir couldn't eat anymore.

He was a little tired and fell asleep on the bench. His son beckoned for his attendants, and brought a thin quilt to cover Henir's body.

Facing today's life, everyone feels that they once seemed to be a group of savages living in a wild age.

Even those former kings, what they can enjoy is not as good as a small rural nobleman now.

Over the past few decades, the entire world of Heinsay has changed dramatically.

The power of miracles, just like his name, has brought miracles to everyone.

Henir lay on the bench, he had a long dream.

This dream was very deep and deep, making him feel as if he had fallen into the deep sea, and he couldn't get up to the surface no matter what.

He dreamed that when he was young, he rode the mighty Ruhe giant burrower across the sea.

ah!

He was so high-spirited, with ambition in his eyes.

At this time, the messenger from the kingdom of gods suddenly appeared in front of him. He was a little terrified and flustered, but he pretended to be calm.

Even in the face of the messenger of God, he still proudly wanted to maintain his dignity.

He couldn't remember what the envoy of God had said to him earlier.

But he remembered that sentence.

"Henir."

"You will grow old eventually, and you will lose everything eventually."

"Only the kingdom of the gods is eternal."

"There will come a day when you will regret the choices you made today."

Immediately afterwards, he dreamed of Queen Xingluo again.

He saw himself accepting the conferment of the queen, and he also saw the scene of the giant sky beast killing Queen Xingluo out of control.

He dreamed of his father, that lofty and indifferent tyrant, even his own son was just a chess piece that could be sacrificed at any time in his eyes.

He dreamed of King Seiler whose head was cut off by himself, his desperate eyes and the last curse.

Finally, he dreamed of an invisible figure.

It was a shadow that couldn't see anything at all. He stood on a boat and looked at himself quietly.

"Henir."

"I'm waiting for you."

Henir woke up from the dream, he could not help but tremble all over.

"Who is that?"

"No, it's just a dream."

After a long time, he gradually calmed down.

He asked himself: "Henir!"

"Are you... are you afraid of death?"

He stood up, asked his attendants to call his son, and walked out of the palace with him.

Looking at the outside world, he suddenly spoke.

"Go out and take a walk!"

"Go...to have a look at the sea, and to see our old friends."

The son originally wanted to persuade him. After all, with Henir's identity, his body and his age, going to sea is really a dangerous thing.

But the next sentence Henir uttered immediately interrupted his son's words.

"This may be the last time I have a look at the outside world."

Henir was a little sad, and his words were full of weakness and powerlessness.

"When I was young, I always thought that the whole world was at my feet and I could control everything."

"Who would have thought."

"One day even wanting to go out for a walk will become so luxurious and so precious."

——

On this day, a large ship came to the island of mist.

A lot of people got off the boat, the leader was a tall middle-aged man, slightly younger than Sunderan.

He has the facial features of the Huo Sen family, but has the bone armor features of the Shiron family.

The man here is the son of Henir, who will also be the king of the next Henir dynasty.

They entered a hall under the guidance of Haru, and Sang De'an was inlaying the "Sugar Ritual Spell Formation" stone slab into the wall of the hall.

This is the Temple of Truth. Whenever there is a new derived ritual array or divine art, a stone slab will be placed into the temple.

"The Great Sage of Truth."

"King Henir wants to see you, he is eager to see your old friend."

Sanderan didn't look back, he sat on top of the ladder.

"What did King Henir see me for?"

"I am no longer the head priest of the Sky Temple, nor do I belong to the Henir Dynasty."

"and."

"I won't leave here, and I'm not going to set foot in the country of Sheensay again."

Sang De'an considers himself a person who travels outside of Xiyin Sai and Moyuan. He is only the inheritor of knowledge. After giving up his status as the chief priest of the Sky Temple, he is not ready to intervene in any power struggle between the two .

From behind the prince, a male clover in a black smock came out.

"so."

"I came in person."

A familiar face appeared under the hood, it was Henir.

Sang De'an immediately turned his head to look over from above, he was a little surprised, he never thought that Henir would come to see him in person.

He hurried down the ladder.

"His Majesty?"

"How did you come here?"

The two looked at each other, and both felt the passage of time from each other.

When we met last time, Sang De'an was still a slightly immature youth, and King Henir was in his prime and most glorious time.

Sang De'an looked at King Henir for a long time, and said with a sigh.

"You are old."

Sang De'an spoke as directly as ever, and didn't care at all whether this sentence would offend the king.

The two circled around the island of mist, and Henir looked at the Temple of Truth built by Sang De'an, and also saw the priests and knights of the Abyss who came to the temple to study.

Here, there is no distinction of rights and status.

There is only knowledge and truth here.

Henir finally fully understood why Sunderan left the Sky Temple: "Is this the ideal of Stan Tito?"

Sang De'an shook his head: "The teacher's ideal is that the civilization of the Sanye people enters the next era, and it is my ideal to build this temple of truth."

"I am not as great as my teacher, and I dare not imagine such a grand ideal."

"Building such a temple of knowledge is the limit of what I can do."

Henir: "But you are an important force to promote the advancement of civilization. It is you who ignited the light of miracles with your own hands."

The two talked a lot, and it was not until the end that Henir finally talked about the purpose of his visit this time.

His voice was a little heavy, and he looked at Sang De'an seriously.

"Sunderan, I want to know when the Last Judgment will come."

"Is there any way for me to bypass it?"

this moment.

There was a look of fear in King Henir's eyes.

He thinks that he has never been afraid of anyone in his life, and he claims to be a swimmer against the current.

But the closer to death, as the body becomes weak and weak.

Facing the immortal god, the more I feel awe.

Is there any power in this world that can be stronger than eternity?

He is afraid of entering the kingdom of the gods, he is afraid of accepting the judgment of the gods.

There have been too many disgraceful things in his life, and he has too many dark places that cannot be mentioned, even if he also has many bright stalwarts.

He was not sure whether his own light could overcome the darkness in that life.

but.

He is also afraid of becoming a masterless spirit forever wandering outside the kingdom of God.

Sang De'an looked at King Henir, and he saw the fear and panic of the other party.

Bottom line.

All these fears come from a name.

die.

He somewhat lamented that even an existence like King Henir would become so fearful and vulnerable when faced with the last challenge in his life.

But Sunderan finally shook his head and rejected King Henir,

"You asked an heir to the will of a saint to tell you how to avoid God's judgment?"

Sand'an said to Henir, "Your Majesty!"

"In this world, you can have everything when you are born, you can rule all living beings from above, and you can enjoy all the treasures and miracles in this world."

"But only death and God's judgment are inevitable."

"Whoever it is."

"Whether it's kings, nobles, civilians, slaves, or the people of Yuanyuan in the kingdom of the devil."

"No one can escape these two things, not King Laidlich, not King Jesser, not my teacher Saint Stan."

"you."

"Neither."

Henir had already expected it, and he wasn't surprised. Maybe he just came to seek an answer.

He finally asked Sanderan.

"You tell me about my ending."

"It's a sweet dream."

"Or—an eternal nightmare?"

Sang Dean bowed to King Henir: "Only you know this."

"One can deceive others, but one cannot deceive oneself."