I Am God!

The Great Fairy Library.

After having the idea, the progress is very fast. The dream master Sheila has designed the first dream race.

She uses colorful brushes to draw lines on the canvas, and the colors are bright and vivid.

There are two other canvases beside them, but they are still empty, but the background environment has been painted.

They are green forests, quiet and clear lakes, and an ice and snow world with dancing snowflakes.

The dream races in the new era can be said to be one type, but because they grew up in different environments, they can also be said to be three types.

On the first painting.

It is the dream race in the forest, which has a detailed outline.

It was a very beautiful tree, and sitting on the tree was a girl in the form of a god.

The trees were covered with flowers, and when they bloomed they crowded the branches.

It looks like a huge bouquet or flower ball.

Look carefully.

I discovered that those flowers were somewhat similar to the Cup of the Sun, except that they were colorful.

The girl on the tree has an elegant and beautiful posture, with a wreath on her head.

They are completely different from goblins, but they are like creatures coming out of a dream.

One is innocent and brilliant, the other is pure and ethereal.

The girl and the flower tree are one, or in other words, the flower tree is her essence.

Flowers, trees and girls.

The back is an endless sea of ​​green forest.

Even if it's just a painting, it hasn't really been born yet. Just looking at the painting makes people yearn for it.

It is the yearning for beauty and the pursuit of dreams.

Sheila, the master of dreams, was very satisfied with the creatures in the painting and nodded for the first time.

"This is it."

"This is what I imagined, the dream race of this era."

Sheila was very happy: "I'm so awesome, I'm really smart."

"I am the great poet, writer, and painter among goblins."

"He is also a great inventor."

When she is alone, Sheila will show her fairy side again and feel proud of herself.

But in front of people.

Especially when in front of gods, she didn't dare to show it.

"but……"

Sheila, the master of the dream, showed a trace of embarrassment on her face again: "What kind of name should I give her?"

At this time, there was another noisy sound at the bottom of the library.

A little goblin rushed in from the door, flying low in the sky and shouting.

"He's coming!"

"He's coming!"

"Here he comes again!"

All the fairies, big and small, stared at the intruding little goblin for a moment, and the air became silent.

Then.

"It's over, it's over."

"Why is He here again?"

"Run quickly!"

"The outside is blocked by Him."

The goblins who were originally playing and busy on their own suddenly became extremely panicked and started to panic.

No need to be surprised, this He is Sally.

Following slow footsteps, a figure appeared at the door of the Fairy Library.

A girl wearing a dark dress and red leather boots appeared in front of the door.

Sally's petite figure stood at the door of the Goblin Library. Her aura was no different from that of the Great Demon King of Destruction, and it was very lethal to the goblins.

"Run whatever you want."

"If I run again, I'll eat you all."

Sally's "dragon roar" didn't even have an effect on the sound-forbidden magic in the Fairy Library, and directly forced all the fairies into a corner.

All the goblins trembled in the face of Sally's lust, and did not dare to speak or resist.

Sally's anger this time was justified, not unreasonable bullying.

When she first arrived, she actually saw a slide that was more than ten kilometers long outside, leading from the fairy realm to the sea of ​​​​sun flowers.

Damn it, this is my idea.

The goblins didn't just steal her idea and create a slide that was so long that it was even longer than her previous one.

Haven't told her yet.

She has never been on such a long slide.

Sally was very angry. She came to the fairies and counted them with her fingers.

"You stole my ideas and didn't notify me."

"This is theft."

"This is a thief."

The fairies were united, huddled in a corner.

One of the big goblins raised his neck and said stiffly.

"If you dare to bully us, we will go to the God of Insai to complain."

"That's right, that's right."

"We are going to complain to the God of Insai, saying that you are bad."

As soon as Sally heard that the goblins were going to sue her, she immediately hesitated.

Her hesitation and retreat were immediately noticed by the goblins.

Among them, there were a few naughty little goblins who were best at observing words and emotions, and immediately jumped out and shouted.

"He was afraid, He was afraid."

"He was afraid that the Creator would take away his little conch."

"Did you see it? Did you see it?"

"We found His weakness."

There is also an extremely daring little goblin who dares to "provoke" in person: "What's your idea?"

Another goblin then said, "It's ours now."

The two of them were the two who proposed building the slide, and the more than ten kilometers of slide was their masterpiece.

"ah!"

"You bad guys."

Sally was so angry that she rushed over and caught the two goblins.

Then.

Planted them in a flower pot.

"Eating people!"

"Eating people!"

The little goblins immediately dispersed in fear and turned into golden shadows flying all over the sky.

But Sally blocked the door, where could they go?

Sally hugged the flower pot and told the goblins.

"From now on, I will have to play on the slide every day, and I need dedicated time."

"This is called..."

Sally thought for a long time, but couldn't think of a suitable word, so she finally created one herself.

“Creative Fees.”

"That's right, a fee for using my ideas."

"Did you hear that?"

How could the little goblins dare to disobey Sally's atrocities, so they could only agree aggrievedly and give up some of their precious slide time to Sally.

Sally finally nodded with satisfaction, graciously forgiving the goblins who stole her creativity.

That’s it.

This farce has finally come to an end.

Sally and the goblins had such a big fuss. Of course, Sheila, who was on the upper floor of the big library, could not have missed it. After she saw Sally and the goblins reaching an agreement to "reconciliation", she spoke.

"Okay, Sally."

"You're here to find me, right?"

Sally was so angry at the goblins that she almost forgot what she originally wanted to do.

Only then did Sally remember that she had come to find Sheila to ask about the dream race.

Sally immediately came to Sheila, and then saw the newly completed painting.

As soon as Sally saw the tree full of flowers, her mouth opened wide.

"A tree that blooms?"

Sheila nodded: "Yes, this is a flowering tree."

Sally immediately jumped up happily: "Okay, okay!"

"I've never seen a flowering tree before, so this is a really good idea."

Sally moved closer to the canvas and looked at the details on it carefully.

The more I watch, the more I like it.

"It's so beautiful!"

"Is this a tree that is going to be planted in the Dream Continent?"

She had already thought about planting such flowering trees everywhere in her dream continent.

In the last era there was only one kind of flower, and that was the Cup of the Sun.

In this era, there are two more types,

It is the Cup of Desire and the Cup of Blood Mist that evolved from the Cup of the Sun.

And to be precise, neither the Sun Cup nor the other two flower cups that evolved later can be considered real flowers.

Rather, it is a magical species between animals and plants.

Sheila pulled Sally to stand in front of the canvas and told Sally her thoughts.

"Flowers and trees are the essence of such creatures, the source of their beginnings and the carrier of wisdom, and the egg of their dreams from illusion to reality."

"I plan to plant this flower tree into a forest, and then give this forest the power of dreams."

"In the end, a new life was born from the blossoms of the flower trees, which is a brand new dream race."

Sheila pointed to the girl sitting on the tree wearing a wreath on the canvas.

This is what she expected, the final form after the birth of the dream race.

As for the other two dream races born in the lake environment and the ice and snow environment, although Sheila already has some ideas, things still have to be done step by step.

I won’t say it here.

Sally was looking forward to it very much. She looked up at Sheila.

"Sheila!"

"You are so smart. Where did you get such a good idea?"

Sheila was a little embarrassed, so she took out the miracle item, the fairy's magic mirror.

"I saw it in the mortal world."

"Although what I saw was not this form, the combination of trees and flowers gave me a whole new idea."

The mirror image blurred, revealing the human scene.

Sally looked at the mirror and suddenly remembered the god Insai.

"You and God are always secretly looking at the world and mortals."

Sheila: "Are you watching too?"

Sally: "I look at it openly."

——

The city-state of Suinhor.

In the palace of the Fire Guard City, King Smerkel, who had begun to gradually delegate power to the next generation, was lying on a chair and watching the sunset.

The light of the setting sun is very warm.

There is no coldness in the early morning, nor is there the intense heat of the sun at noon.

When it shines on the body, it's just right.

Smerkel loved the temperature and the sunset, which was quiet and peaceful.

The Snake Man's chair is completely different from the Trileaf Man's chair. The Snake Man's chair is very long and looks like a single bed with a backrest.

Snakes can put their tails on it, usually stuffed under the table so that they can easily handle things on the table, or they can just lean on it and use it as a bed to sleep.

King Smerkel has silver hair, his beard has turned completely white, and his face is covered with brown spots.

"It's so beautiful!"

The attendants on the side also responded: "Your Majesty, you are so beautiful!"

"It's just the feeling."

"The day goes by so fast, in the blink of an eye..."

At this point, the attendant looked at King Smerkel's face and suddenly realized something, and did not dare to say any more.

Smerkle looked at the attendant on the side: "You want to say that the sun goes down, which means the day is coming to an end."

"It's like my life is coming to an end."

The attendant was so frightened that he immediately fell to the ground and said tremblingly.

"His Majesty!"

"I can not."

"I don't have this idea, I just..."

Smerkel told him to get up: "Don't be afraid, it's just the truth."

Smerkel looked at the red sunset and said with a smile.

"If everyone can be as peaceful and peaceful as the sunset when their life comes to an end, and can walk into the embrace of death calmly and gently."

"That's such a blessing."

Attendant: "Your Majesty!"

"Only a great king like you can speak such philosophical words."

Someone rushed in from outside, with an excited smile on his face.

"Flowering!"

"Flowering."

He twisted the snake's tail and quickly came to Smerkel, crawled on the ground and said.

"His Majesty!"

"The flower given by God that you asked us to take care of has finally bloomed."

Smerkel was stunned. He was about to speak, but stopped for a moment.

Subsequently.

His eyes were lost in memories.

Back then, Smerkel met Iva, the god of alchemy, by chance in the jungle and desire in the wilderness. The two told stories around the campfire, and went through the dream world with each other into the Kingdom of Creation, and visited the dreamy star sea together.

At the time of separation, Iva, the god of desire and alchemy, once gave the prince Smerkel a Cup of the Sun.

Ivar told him that when a person makes a wish to this flower with the clearest and purest heart, it is possible to get a response from the fairy.

but.

Smerkel doesn't know how to grow the Cup of the Sun.

Even in the previous era, this was a taboo that was only controlled by the royal family. It was not until later that it was gradually known to some big families.

It's just that in the previous era, there was no environment suitable for plants to survive on the earth, and even the Cup of the Sun could only be planted in indoor gardens.

So as the era of the Trileaf people ended, the Cup of the Sun was completely extinct on the earth.

Smerkel saw that the Cup of the Sun could move and had some superficial consciousness, so he raised it as a living animal.

He kept the Cup of the Sun in a tight house and fed it meat.

In the end, he almost killed the Cup of the Sun.

This is a sacred object, and there is no way we can let it disappear like this.

Later, he summoned scholars and powerful people to discuss how to feed the cup of the sun.

One of the powerful men came up with a secret technique to graft the Cup of the Sun onto a big tree.

I want the Cup of the Sun to slowly recover with the help of the nutrients and power of the trees.

This method indeed prevented the injured Cup of the Sun from dying directly. Unfortunately, the original Cup of the Sun lingered for a while and finally died.

This has always been King Smerkel's regret.

King Smerkel thought of this long-ago past event and asked the visitor.

"The Cup of the Sun is dead and gone."

"How can it bloom?"

The person lying on the ground said quickly.

"His Majesty!"

"Do you remember that tree in the garden?"

Of course King Smerkel was impressed: "The original tree? Is it still there?"

It has been more than a hundred years, which is long enough for many trees to wither and die.

The visitor kept nodding: "That's the tree where the divine object took root."

"Just now, when we went to check."

"It turned out that the tree was filled with divine things and had blossomed, Your Majesty."

"It's really blooming."

At this time, King Smerkle also confirmed that what the person in front of him said was true.

The aging king also became a little excited. This emotion had not appeared in him for decades.

"quick!"

"Take me there."

"Go and have a look."

King Smerkel led a group of people to the palace garden and came to the lush and tall tree.

When he raised his head, he saw several Cups of the Sun growing on the trees.

The golden flower cup swayed in the sunset, blooming with the charm of a divine object.

King Smerkel's cloudy eyes suddenly became bright, and his voice had a slight trembling, and he couldn't help but speak.

"real……"

"It's blooming!"

This Cup of the Sun is the testimony of his friendship with Ivar and the most glorious and glorious memory in his life.

When he was about to set like the sunset, this flower bloomed.

For King Smerkel, this is of great significance.

Although the Cup of the Sun died at first, part of its body merged into the big tree after death.

The separated parts turned into many larvae.

These larvae took root in the tree, and after so many years of integration, they finally became one with the tree.

It grew out of the tree, resulting in such a strange sight today.

King Smerkel stood under the tree and waved to the people behind him.

"You all get out!"

"I want to be alone here and admire this most beautiful flower, the legendary flower of God in the Garden of the Creator."

Smerkel was under the flower tree with the Cup of the Sun, quietly looking at the flower cup.

He thought of many things, including his friend Lu Qi when he was young, his stories of wandering from city to city while playing the harp, and the god of desire he met who was like a blank sheet of paper.

And this time.

A burst of starlight condensed out and wandered in the palace garden.

Finally, the starlight fell under the flower tree, and a goddess wearing a golden dress appeared in front of Smerkel.

The goddess is very tall, even as tall as the tall Smerkel.

But the moment Smerkle saw her, he couldn't help lowering his head and body, not daring to look directly at her.

"who are you?"

Smerkel didn't dare to look directly at the other party. The moment he lowered his head, he saw that what the other party had was not a snake's tail.

The other party has the form of a god.

The blond goddess' body was filled with dazzling light, blending in with the setting sun. The swaying cup of the sun seemed to have lowered its head, wanting to get close to her.

she told King Smerkle.

"I'm a goblin."

"This cup of the sun of yours comes from the sea of ​​sun flowers where I am."

"You have done me a big favor. I can help you realize a wish."

Fairies are born from the Cup of the Sun. The appearance of such a strange Cup of the Sun naturally triggers the feelings of fairies.

King Smerkel had heard of goblins, but he never thought that he would be able to see this kind of existence that only existed in the Kingdom of Creation God in his lifetime.

King Smerkel thought for a long time, and finally said helplessly.

"I have no aspirations and my life is coming to an end."

He saluted the goblin and asked in a doubtful voice.

"It is said that."

"Only the purest hearts and desires can allow fairies to appear in this world."

"Why did you show up for me?"

"I'm just an old man, a man who has gone through many vicissitudes of life."

Sheila, the master of dreams: "Everyone's heart is changing, good and evil are just a thought."

"At least for now."

"at this point."

"Your heart is extremely pure, as pure as a child."

Smerkel couldn't help but laugh. Maybe this means that the older he gets, the more he looks like a child!

The goblin gave King Smerkel a proposal: "Your life is indeed coming to an end, within this year."

"Perhaps I can let you live longer and stay in the world for a longer time. After all, you are a good king."

After the goblin finished speaking, he added another sentence.

"Don't worry about your god, she won't blame you."

King Smerkel has lived long enough. He lived for more than one hundred and forty years, longer than his father Alpans.

Except for Xinji, the great elder of the Land of the Rising Sun who holds the Golden Lamp, he should be the first person to live to this age.

I heard that the great elder of the Land of the Rising Sun lived for nearly two hundred years, relying on the light given by the legendary God of Desire and Alchemy.

But King Smerkel didn't feel much envy.

He clearly knows where he belongs, and he understands his mission and responsibilities.

Smerkel was indeed moved for a moment at first, but the moment his eyes flickered, he rejected the goblin's gift.

"No!"

"A family of God's messengers from the Kingdom of Creation God! I don't want to live longer."

"Sometimes living longer is not a good thing for me, for my children, or for this country."

"I have passed on my responsibility and I have completed my mission."

"leftover."

"Let others do it!"

"Just let me go into that good night quietly and live my life peacefully."

King Smerkle looked at the sun sinking safely into the horizon and said with a smile.

“No ups and downs, quiet and peaceful.”

"Just like this sunset."

The goblin looked at Smerkel with admiration: "I have met many kings before, but you may not be the most powerful and wise one."

"But you must be the one who faces life most peacefully."

King Smoker: "That's the most glorious compliment I've ever heard."

"It is an honor for Smerkel to be compared with those ancient kings."

King Smerkel refused the goblin's wish, and the goblin did not persist.

She waved her hand and completely removed a branch from the tree and the Cup of the Sun.

The branches and the Cup of the Sun were intact, and starlight had repaired the damage to the trees.

"The King of the Earth."

"Thank you for your gift."

Smerkel saluted gracefully: "This is my honor, noble envoy of God."

The goblin waved his hand, and the stars rolled up.

Countless flowers turned into afterimages and fell, covering the forest, and the beautiful and dreamy figure disappeared from the starlight and flowers.

King Smerkel looked at Huaying and Starlight and suddenly smiled.

"What a beautiful life!"

"I didn't expect that when I was a child, I was not favored by fairies, but when I was old, I would be able to meet the legendary messengers of God."

For the first time, he felt the kind of beauty that Ivar said, the kind of extreme that even a god like Ivar calls the most beautiful.

It is a kind of beauty that comes from the bottom of the heart, from the yearning for the best in the heart.

he does not know.

What he met was not a clan of messengers of God, nor was it an ordinary goblin.

He encountered it.

He is a true god, the master of the power of dreams.

——

Dreamland.

Sheila, the master of dreams, borrowed the power of the master of life and finally created the flower tree in her imagination.

It's not a creation to be precise, it's more like an adjustment.

Because there are already original successful samples.

On the vast land, a beautiful flower tree grows in the middle.

The flower tree is full of colorful flowers. It looks a bit like the Cup of the Sun, but it is different.

The trees are full of flowers and there are no leaves at all.

There are three figures standing under this flower tree.

Three eternal gods.

Yin Shen stretched out his hand and touched the petals of the flower tree.

Soft and fragrant.

Although there is only one tree now, one day it will turn into a jungle and a whole forest.

Every tree in this forest is full of flowers. When the wind blows, the sea of ​​colorful flowers sway, and the petals fly all over the sky.

It must be a beautiful scenery comparable to the sun and the sea of ​​flowers, a completely different and moving picture.

It is a beautiful wonderland.

Yin Shen stood under the tree, looked at the flowering tree and suddenly said something.

"Trees and flowers are what my heart desires."

What the heart desires is neither a certain person nor a certain thing.

But that era.

Yin Shen did not expect to see such flowers and trees in this era.

He suddenly felt that everything was heading towards a familiar path, and that he was returning to that familiar world little by little.

Is the world already heading down this path, or is it because of my own appearance that the world is heading down this path?

Of course, Silla didn't know Yin Shen's mood when he said this, and she didn't understand the meaning of it.

but.

This did not prevent her from immediately taking out a small notebook and transcribing Yin Shen's words.

Yin Shen turned his head and looked at Silla.

Silla immediately hurriedly put away her small notebook.

"Sheila!"

"Have you thought about how to give them mythical bloodline?"

Silla said a little embarrassedly: "I haven't thought of their names yet?"

Yin Shen looked up at the flower trees, and he had already imagined the dreamy wonderland of the forest.

"Just call them forest fairies!"