I Am God!

The ferryman Ivar was very confused. He walked on the earth observing the world and the snake people on the earth.

Animal herding tribes, fishing and hunting islanders, and people in city-states are all the objects of his observation.

He has never been in contact with a living person outside the Kingdom of God. He longs to feel the power of emotions and desires, but he is extremely uncomfortable with the gaze of others.

It's like human beings yearn for the light of fire, but are afraid of the heat of fire the moment they reach out their hands.

He walked alone on the earth.

He pushed aside the leaves in the jungle, stood on the hill and looked into the distance.

All of a sudden.

He suddenly didn't know what to do.

Ivar asked himself: "How can I fulfill my mission?"

Ivar wanted to blend in with the crowd and experience what he wanted to experience, but deep down he was afraid of meeting other people. He felt that those things were incompatible with him. He was used to wandering alone in the sea of ​​stars and the dream world in a boat. .

He didn't quite understand how to complete the mission of the gods, so he could only walk and take a look.

Ivar saw people coming out of the hill from a distance. Two snake men, a man and a woman, held hands and twisted their tails, laughing all the way to the hillside.

This should be a couple. They were talking and laughing as they walked along. The woman was holding a basket woven with vines in her hand. This is also a common utensil in the snake people's villages and tribes. The vines are woven into various household utensils.

Even though they were far apart, Ivar could feel the other person's happiness.

Ivar walked down the hill, and he suddenly appeared in front of the two people.

Although Ivar's appearance and form are somewhat incompatible with the snake people, his appearance is also very sudden.

But the young men and women were bold and stared at him without fear.

Because they felt that Ivar had no ill intentions.

They looked at Ivar, who was wearing a dark silver burqa, wondering if he was a nobleman from somewhere. His lower body was obscured by a short tree, and they did not see that Ivar had no tail.

The young man asked him, "Who are you?"

Ivar did not answer, but asked them: "Why are you so happy?"

The woman felt that Ivar's question was inexplicable: "Because we are together."

Ivar asked him: "Are we happy together?"

The woman replied: "Of course."

Ivar lowered his head and stared into the woman's pupils with his stern eyes: "I read your hearts, but...why don't I feel happy?"

"why?"

When Iva was ferrying across the sea of ​​stars, he always wondered if one day he could meet a living person, whether he would be able to read other people's emotions and happiness.

He thought that he had the ability to read minds, and that as long as he could enter the mortal world, he could feel everyone's emotions, and feel happiness, sadness, and other emotions one after another.

But it's obvious.

That was just a situation he imagined.

People's joys and sorrows are not the same. He cannot get the happiness he wants by reading other people's hearts, and he doesn't understand why two people are happy together.

"Why?"

"Do we still need to ask this question?"

The two male and female snake men looked at Ivar as if they were a fool or a madman.

Ivar didn't get the answer he wanted and turned around and left.

The man whispered, pointing to his head: "He won't have a problem here!"

The woman looked at Ivar's retreating figure and was surprised to find that Ivar had no tail.

"He doesn't have a tail. He might be a lunatic who went crazy after his tail was chopped off."

At this point, her voice became softer, and she talked about the rumors she had heard: "I heard that some of the divine servants in the temple will have their tails chopped off if they commit serious crimes. Will he be killed by someone?" Sinners kicked out of the temple?"

They whispered about Ivar's origin, but they could not imagine that this was not a snake man at all, but a demigod who came down from the kingdom of gods.

Ivar was a little disappointed, and he continued walking along the road into the distance.

Iva saw another village. Outside the village, there were large areas of cultivated farmland, and carefully cultivated croquettes were planted there.

The neat and smooth fields give people a feeling of hope.

A group of snake children slithered along the edge of the field, and they chased them to a small river.

Both sides of the river were covered with trees, and there were vines hanging from a thick tree. The children grabbed the vines with their hands and swung them from one side of the river to the other.

Small movements are full of courage, adventure and excitement for children.

There is also the innocence and joy of childhood.

However, when one child after another crossed the river on the swing, it was the last child's turn.

The child looked at the river at his feet in fear, not daring to embark on an adventurous journey.

The other children stood on the other side looking at him and shouting to him.

"Come here!"

"It's okay, it's very easy."

"Catch it and it will come as soon as your eyes close."

However, the last child waiting to cross the river could not move forward. The children on the other side of the river gradually got tired of waiting and laughed at him one after another.

"coward."

"Let's not wait for him."

Then they turned around and left one by one.

The child can only stand on the other side of the river and watch his companions leave and embark on new journeys and adventures, while he can only stop and linger in the same place.

At this time, a figure appeared behind the child, silently watching the child's mood change from joy to loss.

Ivar suddenly remembered what God Yinsai had said to him before he came: "Plant prayers in the hearts of mortals."

He also thought of what the ancient fairies had done. They came to the world in balloons and fulfilled the wishes of children one after another.

They are the beloved children of the God of Insai and are synonymous with all the good things in the world.

The child felt the movement behind him and turned his head to look at Ivar.

"Who are you?"

Ivar walked up to him and asked him.

"Do you know the goblin who grants wishes?"

The child looked confused and shook his head.

A hand appeared from under Ivar's blouse. It was a hand made of tiny vines entangled together. It was weird and magical.

On the fingertips where vines gathered, a beautiful cup of the sun slowly grew out of it.

The rhizome spun up under the power of magic, and the golden flower cup slowly unfolded.

The sea of ​​​​sun flowers is the most beautiful place Iva has ever seen in his life, and the fairies were born from the sea of ​​​​sun flowers. At this moment, Iva uses this method to tell the children about the beauty he knows.

"This is a flower, and its name is the Cup of the Sun."

"And fairies are beings as beautiful as this flower."

"it can……"

"Ah!" The child screamed.

The child didn't even finish listening. He was so frightened by Ivaqit's arms and torso faintly exposed under his robe that he turned around and ran away.

"Monster!"

Ivar held the flower in his hand and bent down as if he wanted to give it to the child.

However, the child never looked back.

Seeing the child run away in fear of him, Ivar became even more confused.

He didn't understand why he wanted to run away, why he was afraid of himself.

This is how fairies fulfill the wishes of mortals and are then praised and admired by countless people!

Those kids all loved it.

He could only hold the golden flowers in his hands and slowly speak out his unfinished words silently.

"The power of fairies can make your wishes come true. When you make a wish on this flower, it will allow you to cross mountains and seas to pursue what you want."

After saying that.

He regretfully put away the Cup of the Sun, turned around and left again to embark on his journey.

Not long after he left, a large group of adult snake men from the village chased him out, carrying weapons and shouting.

"Where?"

"Where's the man-eating monster?"

"Where did he go?"

The adults stood ready and looked around for the monster, but in the end they couldn't find it.

Ivar failed to leave a beautiful and touching legend, but instead left a terrifying rumor here that makes every child fearful.

Until thousands of years later, such a story was still circulated locally.

There is a tall monster in silver clothes on the wilderness. He has a human head but his body is made of tree roots.

He hides in the forest, looking for lonely children and eating them as food.

He will create a strange golden plant and give it to the child. Once you accept his gift, you will never be able to escape the monster's control.

——

the other side.

Fire-protecting city.

Alpans, the king of the city-state, returned from outside driving a chariot pulled by an earth-moving dragon, with soldiers following on both sides.

His chariot stopped in front of the city gate and watched as the gate slowly opened.

Alpans admired the city he had rebuilt, watching the door slowly open in his sight, revealing the bustling city and streets.

But at this moment.

But he suddenly turned around, his eyes following the river outside the city.

One city after another appeared on the map in his mind, which was his entire city-state.

now.

His Suinhor city-state has a population of more than one million and more than twenty cities.

They lived by planting crops and raising animals. They learned to make pottery and smelt bronze.

They have their own poems and texts handed down from generation to generation, as well as their own code of laws and city-state system.

In the eyes of the world, Alpans is a powerful commander and a wise man with wisdom and strategy.

He knows many secrets that do not belong to the human world, and he can communicate with great gods.

He has accomplished one incredible miracle after another through his own power. He is the first king and will also be the greatest king.

Alpanz drove his chariot into the street, and the people on both sides cheered loudly, and everyone fell to the ground.

Driving the chariot to the center of the street, Alpans stopped.

There are people on the streets singing poems they have written, praising the great king of gods, Alpans.

This is a tribute to Alpanz, a program that has been prepared for a long time.

"King Alpanse."

It opens with a passionate chant, paired with a long melody.

The poet put his hand against his chest, and his expression became richer.

"He came to the kingdom of blood at the bottom of the deep sea. He is the king of gods and knows all the secrets of the world."

“He knows the height of the mountain from which life originates, and he knows the mystery of the temple of the Mother of Life.”

“He took upon himself the body of a hero in the presence of God, and he founded Suinhor with spear and bow.”

"he……"

Snake people have always been good at singing and dancing. Their pursuit of music and dance is much higher than that of the Sanye people of the past. Their poems must not only be readable, but also must be sung.

Rhythm is their tribute to gods, music is their praise of heroes, and music is also their understanding and inheritance of the world.

Alpans said with satisfaction after listening to the singer's poem.

"very good."

"Carve this poem out and place it in front of my palace."

The chanter bowed and bowed, and Alpans drove the terrain dragon chariot past.

Thunderous sounds erupted in the streets again.

Alpans has reached the pinnacle of his life. He has received the same glory and glory that he expected and imagined when he was young. He will be remembered by future generations.

As long as the snake people exist for a day, they will not be forgotten.

Alpans returned to the palace, and several servants came up to report on the current situation of the city.

The chancellor of the palace knew Alpans very well and asked him directly.

"King Alpanse."

"How about it?"

Alpans left the Fire Guard City this time to go to several cities in the west to check the situation. After so many years of rest and reorganization, the city-state of Suinhor is indeed different from before, but the animal pastoral tribe in the northwest is also getting stronger and stronger. .

What Alpans didn't expect the most was that after he invented the bow and arrow, this weapon immediately emerged among the animal herding tribes.

They used this weapon to fight each other, and they used bows and arrows to hunt wild animals.

They gradually forgot the pain of the past, and only knew the prosperity of the city-state of Suinhor.

Even though King Alpans of Suinhor City State was very powerful, as plunderers, they only wanted to rob and run away, and did not want to fight Alpans head-on.

Especially lately.

A large number of animal herding tribes are ready to move, and a major invasion is just around the corner.

Alpanz went on an inspection tour this time and even fought a battle with the vanguard of a group of invaders. Unsurprisingly, he won.

But Alpanz also knew that a greater conflict was just around the corner.

Alpanz told the prime minister about the situation he had discovered: "Several animal herding tribes in the northwest are ready to move again, and it is estimated that there will be another war soon."

"Nothing happened in the city-state, right?"

The prime minister said: "There are rumors in Seins and several cities in the southeast that the king is old. It may be spread by people with intentions. I have sent people to check the situation."

Alpanz didn't care at all: "A bunch of clowns."

But if you look closely, you will find that Alpans is completely different from when he was in his prime.

His chin was covered with a thick beard, which was tangled together and gave him an indescribable majesty.

But his hair has grown into strands of silver, and there are wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

It can be seen that he is inevitably aging. Although he still has the power brought by the divine blood of life, the divine blood never really belonged to him. He can feel that his real body is being worn away by the erosion of time. A little bit of decay.

The so-called divine favor, the so-called divine power.

It's all borrowed power.

Without these, he is just an ordinary mortal.

The prime minister nodded and stopped disturbing Alpans.

"The king is probably tired too. I'll leave first. The king should rest early!"

Alpanz put away his skirt and armor and entered the palace.

He first read the book made of animal skin for a while, then the sky gradually darkened, and the servant came out to light the copper lamp made of oil and grease.

The night became quiet, and Alpanz stretched himself.

He stood up and thought again of the poem that the poet had just sung today, and how everyone looked at him with admiration and cheers.

He even couldn't help but sing along with the tune.

"Alpans...King~"

Smiling and triumphant, he basked in his splendor and glory.

at last.

Little by little, I fell asleep.

However, as soon as he fell asleep, Alpans felt as if his consciousness was being summoned to leave the earth and fall towards an unknown place.

It was dark there, but you could feel the darkness undulating.

There were regular sounds coming from the darkness.

This is the deep sea.

At first, Alpans was still immersed in a dream, but when a lighthouse emitting red light appeared in the distance, his consciousness suddenly became extremely clear.

He understood that this was not a dream and he knew where this was.

Although he has not been here for more than eighty years, Alpans' memory of this place is so profound.

He drifted down from the darkness and finally landed in front of the lighthouse.

He raised his head and looked at this ancient mysterious undersea city and the temple.

"The kingdom of blood in the deep sea."

"Unexpectedly, I'm back here again."

He walked forward skillfully. He remembered everything here, the architectural style, the mysterious words, and the strange and incomprehensible creations.

His chariot was modeled after one of these strange items. Now the chariot has become an indispensable item in city-state wars, and is also a symbol of the city-states of Alpans and Suinhor.

Unknowingly, he entered the temple of truth.

The god on the throne of flesh and blood was still sitting on it. She stepped on the flesh and blood blanket with her bare feet and held a blood-red egg-shaped object in her arms.

Even if she sat still or spoke, Alpans felt the pressure that made him unable to lift his head.

The strength and blood in Alpans' body could not help but express awe and surrender in front of this king of the race.

"The great ancestor of blood, the scarlet witch, and the king of the most ancient race."

"Your beloved accepts your call."

Alpans recited the name of the First Ancestor of Blood, expressing his piety and awe.

He has indeed done a lot for his gods over the years.

Temples have been built in various cities in the Suinhor city-state. The temples not only enshrine the main god, the Mother of Life, but also the statue of the ancestor of blood. The two together accept the offerings and sacrifices of all snake people. Belief.

The First Ancestor of Blood and the King of the Ancients stared at Alpans. In her sight, Alpans's physical body had aged terribly. It was only because of the symbiosis between the Life Power and him that he could barely maintain the body's functions.

If it were the same Vivien, she would definitely feel that this was a very long time.

But today's Blood Ancestor only feels that in just a short moment, a life goes from birth to end.

She already has the mentality of a god, or at least the mentality of an immortal.

"The time is coming."

"Do you still remember your contract with us?"

Alpans raised his head suddenly, of course he knew what this meant.

His life is coming to an end, and according to the contract, his body will be handed over to the gods and returned to the deep sea.

He was just immersed in his own glory and splendor, but in the blink of an eye the gods told him that his time was short.

This made him wake up from the splendor and glory in an instant, and he looked at the God on the throne of flesh and blood with some confusion.

But in the end he understood that as a mortal he could not resist the coming of death.

That was their destined fate, something that mortals could not break.

Even if he is Alpanz.

Even if he is the king of gods.

In the end, he could only bow his head and accept everything.

"I see."

"The great god."

The First Ancestor of Blood just nodded, and then waved Alpans away.

Originally, she didn't have to remind Alpans. When his life span reaches the end, his body will naturally come to her own country.

But Alpans has been very pious over the years, and she also admires Alpans as a king. She hopes that Alpans can arrange everything before his death, and hopes that the Suinhall he created can survive for a longer time.

On the throne of flesh and blood, the god holds the three-leaf seed.

She gently stroked the three-leaf seed, as if she felt it chirping excitedly.

The first three-leaf person is about to return, and they are all looking forward to it.

"come back!"

"The oldest race and all that is old."

In the palace of Fire Protection City.

Alpanz woke up from his dream. He lay down and opened his eyes.

After thinking for a long time, he sat up.

Alpans touched the armband on his hand, which was the proof of the Blood Blessed One. All these were given to him by the gods.

Now the god is about to take back his power.

But everything he established in the city-state of Suinhor still needs to be passed down.

His life was coming to an end, but this country was only beginning.

"It's time to get ready."

——

In the royal garden, a handsome young man was drawing a bow and arrow.

"boom."

The arrow hit the bull's-eye accurately and made a sound.

He drew his bow again and prepared for another round of shooting.

His friend, who was also the leader of the royal guard, entered the forest garden and found him. The other party told him: "The king wants to see you."

Smerkel asked him: "Father is looking for me?"

"Is there something urgent?"

The leader of the Guards was very serious and solemn, without the familiar relaxedness of the past.

"The king, the prime minister, and all the swearers have discussed asking you to lead an army to fight against the beast-herding tribe that is about to go south to plunder."

At this point, the guard leader's voice became softer.

"The king may be preparing to pass the throne to you. Your Highness, you must be careful."

King Alpans has aged very quickly these days. This is not only known to the people in the city-state, but also to the people of the animal herding tribe.

Smerkel is the prince of Suinhor and the only heir.

Perhaps because of his physical abnormality, it was extremely difficult for him to give birth to an heir.

It was not until Alpans offered sacrifices and prayed to the gods twenty years ago that the gods gave him a gift.

Alpans finally gave birth to his own son.

Smoker means a person with a mission, and of course it also means duty and responsibility.

His birth has a unique meaning. He was born under the spotlight and everyone's expectations.

He was the son of King Alpans, the destined King of Suinhor.

He was born with a mission and expectations, and Alpans placed all his hopes and beliefs on him.

When he was born, Alpans smiled happily and heroically. The king held up Smerkle, who was still a baby, and said to him in front of everyone.

"my son."

"You are everything to me, all my hope."

"I will entrust my kingdom, my everything, to you."

Smerkel grew up in the Fire Guard City and was well protected. When he was born, he had the same red birthmark and the mysterious divine favor pattern on his body.

Like his father, he is also a favored person of God.

but.

Although he has a strong body and fighting ability, he does not have the same tenacity and perseverance as his father Alpans because he has never experienced hardship.

He was a prince who was born in the palace and the garden, an idealist; when he was born, Suinhor had been at peace for decades, King Alpans was at his peak, and the city-state had no war or war. crisis.

Countless people told Smerkel that he was destined to be a king.

But what kind of king does he want to be, how can he become a king, and what kind of effort and price does it take to become a king.

No one had ever told him this, and he didn't fully understand it himself.

So now that Smerkel suddenly heard that his father, King Alpans, might want to pass the throne to him, Smerkel suddenly felt at a loss.

He has just grown up, and in his opinion, that may be something that needs to be considered for a long, long time.

"Become a king?"

"Leading troops into battle?"

Prince Smerkel looked confused.

The leader of the guards told Prince Smerkel: "Yes, you are destined to be the king."

"You will lead the generals in war just like your father."

"Wherever your spear reaches, everyone will kneel in submission."

The leader of the guards looked at Prince Merkel longingly. Even though he has not made any achievements yet, everyone believes that he is destined to create a future.

Because of the blood in his body, because he is also a favored one by God.

Prince Smerkel did not answer. He just followed the leader of the guards to the palace, where he met his father and the leaders of Suinhor City State.

The moment everyone saw Prince Smerkel, they all stood up.

Salute to Prince Smerkel.

Alpans stepped forward and put his hand on Prince Smerkle's shoulder.

His sharp eyes scanned everyone, not like a question, but more like a direct announcement.

"I want my son to be the commander-in-chief of this expedition. I think he will be able to defend his city-state on my behalf."

"What do you think?"

Everyone responded: "Prince Smerkel will definitely be able to defeat his enemies. We have never doubted this."

It was said that it was a discussion, but in fact no one dared to object to the only son of King Alpanz becoming the commander-in-chief.

Smerkel was not very confident at first, he wanted to say something.

But when he opened his mouth, nothing came out.

At this time, his father Alpans took off the Blood Blessed Certificate from his arm without hesitation and put it on his son's hand.

He hugged Smerkle and repeated the words he had said when Smerkel was born.

"my son."

"You are everything to me, all my hope."

"I will entrust my kingdom, my everything, to you."

Alpans let go of Smerkel and looked at his son with expectation and hope.

He spent his whole life building this kingdom with his followers and subordinates.

This is a kingdom built in blood and fire, sacrificing the light of order and civilization established by countless talents.

And now.

It’s time to hand everything over to the next generation.

Smerkle touched the blood-blessed certificate on his arm, and his heart suddenly agitated, feeling his blood boiling.

This was a divine artifact given by the gods. When he was young, he had seen his father use it to exert unimaginable power.

With this thing, all difficulties seem to be no longer difficult.

The prince turned around, everyone trusted and expected him.

Because he is Alpanz's son, he is destined to victory.

And he must win this battle. Only in this way can he prove that he is the son of Alpans and that he has the ability to become a king.