I Am God!

The light is hazy and mottled.

It penetrates the water surface of the Sky Mirror and reflects toward the Holy Mountain below, swaying gently at the same time.

The "Bloodline of Royal Power" slate and Ossis fell in the mottled light and shadow. When they fell, the slate of "Bloodline of Royal Power" happened to be spinning in front of Ossis.

And Ossis lay with his arms spread out, as if he was drowning in water, looking up at the stone slab.

As he fell, he seemed to hear many people shouting his name and looking at him.

"Osis!"

"Osis!"

"Osis...Osis..."

Ossis opened his eyes wide, and he saw the obsessions of countless people surrounding the "Bloodline of Kings" stone slab, and the shadows of those people emerged at this moment.

Generations of descendants of the God-King looked at him, and he even saw his father and his grandfather.

Vaguely, he even saw the gods and kings in the stone carvings turning around together.

Looked at him.

The shadows of countless people surrounded Osis, floating in the hazy moonlight, shouting something hard towards him.

But all he could hear were tiny sounds, overlapping sounds.

"Osis, God is leaving...Osis... God is leaving..."

"He's leaving... He's leaving... God is leaving..."

"Find him, bring him back, call him back."

"Let him...go home!"

"Go home...go home...go home..."

Ossis looked confused.

I don’t understand what this means, what does it mean to bring him back, and who is he?

He fell faster, and could only watch as the stone slab gradually distanced itself from him, getting further and further away.

He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to explore the shadows.

He asked: "Who is he?"

By the time he came to his senses, he had landed in the Holy Mountain, and those shadows had disappeared.

He got up from the ground and headed towards the direction where the "Bloodline King" stone slab fell, chasing after it vigorously.

Ossis walked through the long steep staircase and through the streets of the City of Servants of God. He stared at the stone slab that looked like falling stars, and kept chasing towards it.

He ran upwards without using any extraordinary strength.

When passing through the City of Servants of God, a wide staircase appeared in front of him.

When he raised his head, he could see the majestic temple at the end of the stairs, and the stone slab happened to fall into it at this moment. He wanted to continue running up, but his body was panting violently.

"Huh...huh..."

His body is already a bit old. No matter how powerful his mental power is, the intelligent species cannot leap towards the myth, and the body is just a sand sculpture that has been destroyed by the passage of time.

And his heart is no longer young.

He had been chasing something with a strong sense of fatigue and refused to stop.

He exhaled one white breath after another violently, then vigorously raised his legs and stepped onto the stairs, climbing up, looking at the temple with fixed eyes.

"Temple of the Sky...Temple of the Sky..."

Osis climbed the stairs step by step, with only the sky temple in his eyes.

Suddenly, two huge shadows were projected from both sides, crossing and covering Osis's body.

He raised his head higher and saw two giant statues.

He saw "King Lederiki" and "King Jeser" kneeling on both sides of the road.

Ossis stopped immediately.

Only then did he come back to his senses. He was chasing the trajectory of the fallen stone slab and went to the wrong place.

This is the staircase built by Jeser, the second generation of wisdom king, for the coming of God. Everything here was built to welcome the coming of God in the most ancient times.

This is not the path he should take.

He didn't dare go any further.

"Buzz~"

At this time, he heard the door open slightly.

Thick, slow and powerful.

It must be a very big door. He could even imagine the patterns and ancient mythological stone carvings on the door.

In Ossis's eyes, gold covered the steps, the entire holy mountain, and the sky.

He saw "the sun".

The sun is a god who is looking at Osis from the temple of the sky at the end of the stairs.

And Osis looked up at each other in the long river of golden light.

now.

Only light flows, and no sound is heard in the entire world.

He opened his mouth, his throat was trembling, but no sound came out: "It is the master of dreams."

He said in his heart: "I have seen the Most High God."

Ossis had thousands of words he wanted to say before he came, but at this moment he couldn't say anything, as if he had become a mute, a sculpture.

And he doesn't need to speak, because the Supreme God on the steps knows everything about him, knows his ancestors, knows his longing and reluctance.

He has no secrets in front of that majesty.

"Osis!"

The moment the dream master called out his name, his destiny and long life seemed to turn into a long river at his fingertips. Ossis saw his past and future reappear, and even vaguely saw the end of his destiny.

The Supreme God, who was as bright as the sun, stretched out his hand and pointed at the end of his long life pursuit.

Giving him the destiny he wanted.

"Jessel is in the South Pole."

"God is waiting for him to come back."

Osis finally understood who he was, and he turned to look at the statue next to him that was also submerged in the "light of the sun".

"The second generation of the King of Wisdom."

"King Jessel."

And as the dream master said those words, the golden ocean covering the world surged.

Countless figures appeared in the golden river of light, as if the Trileaf people had woken up from their dreams hundreds of millions of years ago. They stood under the steps of the Sky Temple, standing behind Osis.

It spread from behind Ossis, to the City of Servants of God, to several auxiliary cities below, and to the end of the world.

"go home……"

"Go wake him up and get him home."

"Osis...Osis..."

"Osis, King of Hinsa."

"The descendant of the royal blood..."

"Go home...go home...go home..."

The word "go home" became louder and louder, deafening.

Looking up at the sun, Ossis's head was completely blank due to the impact of the supreme power, but his expression showed the same bright smile as when he was crowned in the City of Gods that day.

——

When leaving, the three of them were still taking the Black Sand.

However, compared with the incomparable ferocity of those monsters when they came, now they are hiding in the corner and not daring to move. It seems that they can also feel that these three guys who can reach the Mirror of the Sky and still come back alive are not Simple.

Compared with the anxiety when they came, the three people who returned were much calmer, but they were still full of worries.

None of the three spoke.

Osis remained motionless from beginning to end, while Duma showed a worried expression from time to time. How should the future direction of the Land of Light be controlled after the signing of the contract of the gods? What kind of problems will they encounter next? These are all It bothers Duma.

Sha Jin, on the other hand, was confused. He had been wandering outside the Black Storm for so long and finally entered it. He also completed the scene that they had dreamed of, turning the Land of Light into a place like the giant island of Ruhe, allowing the Winged People to The country and civilization are as prosperous as there.

What's next, where should we go next?

What to do?

"Go to the Land of Light and see what it will look like after the contract between the gods is concluded."

Unknowingly, the ship sailed out of the black storm.

Sha Jin looked outside, knowing that the time of separation was coming.

For a little guy like him to have such a legendary experience in his life, it would be enough to brag about for the rest of his life.

As for the two fellow travelers next to him, he was probably just a mortal who passed away in the blink of an eye. This was the only time they would meet in this life, and he must say goodbye to them.

Sha Jin stood up.

He was ready and just about to say goodbye to Duma and Osis, but when he turned around, he found that Osis had disappeared. The other party seemed to be very anxious, and disappeared as soon as the ship came out of the black storm.

Sha Jin looked to the other side, which was already shrouded in a white light.

In the white light, Duma revealed his true form, a nine-winged sky angel.

The King of Angels smiled and nodded to Sha Jin, and glanced into the distance.

"Someone's here for you."

"No need to say goodbye, I think we will meet again in the future."

After that, he disappeared without a trace.

This made Sha Jin raise his hand in embarrassment, touch the back of his head, and then put it down.

Seeing that the ship was about to sink into the sea filled with ice floes and icebergs, Sha Jin immediately took off from the ship. He spread his wings and shuttled across the primitive ocean, but in his heart he was thinking about what Duma had just said.

"Someone is looking for me?"

"Who is looking for me? Where does this place come from?"

As soon as Sha Jin finished speaking, a tall tower appeared in the sea of ​​clouds, and the light on the tower illuminated him flying under the sea of ​​clouds.

The light was a bit dazzling, and Sha Jin immediately raised his hand to block it.

Someone in the sea of ​​clouds spoke: "I'm looking for you."

Sha Jin looked left and right and vaguely saw a figure: "Who are you?"

The other party told Sha Jin: "My name is Olan."

After the other party finished speaking, Sha Jin was pulled by a force and flew to the tower of Yunhai, where he saw the other party's true face.

It was a young man in the shape of a god. His movements seemed a bit mechanical and stiff as he stepped forward, as if he had a special habit left behind by certain experiences in the past.

It felt to Sha Jin like a clan of demon spirits he had seen before, or maybe a doll.

Sha Jin faced the other party, and he called out the other party's true identity.

"Are you the god of happiness and wishes?"

Was he able to remember who Oran was so quickly because he had learned not long ago that the God of Pain and Potion died in the hands of the other party? Otherwise, most people's first impression of God is basically the title, not the name. A real name.

Oran looked at Sha Jin and said straight to the point: "The Winged People in the Land of Light have signed a contract with the gods. We need a Winged People myth to develop the Winged People's faith."

Sha Jin still looked confused, not understanding what the other party was saying to him: "What can I do?"

Oran still said directly: "Become a god."

Sha Jin stood in front of the giant tower on the sea of ​​clouds, chewing on the name Oran, and it took him a long time to realize what the other party meant.

He pointed at himself in shock: "Me?"

He felt that the other party had said something wrong, but the other party did not deny it for a long time, but looked at him with certainty.

"Why did you choose me? I'm so weak."

Olan looked at Sha Jin and told him three reasons why he chose him.

"First, your talent is pretty good. It just took some time, but you can still make up for it."

"Second, you are a person with a strong heart."

"Third, your paths and desires can board the ship of the Desire pantheon to the future."

Finally, Oran looked in the direction of Black Storm.

"besides……"

Sha Jin waited for a long time but didn't get an answer: "What else?"

Oran looked away, he told Sha Jin.

"As an ordinary person, you went to the Sky Mirror and were able to come back. We think you are different."

"It was precisely because you went to the Sky Mirror that God Iva and I saw you and learned that there is someone like you."

"Regardless of whether you can travel with us in the end, God Iva and I are willing to give you a chance to give it a try."

At this moment, Sha Jin suddenly remembered the fate that Ossis always talked about.

He lowered his head and murmured: "Is this fate?"

Olan said to Shajin: "Destiny is elusive, but if more people believe in some things, sometimes they will become true."

Oran looked at Sha Jin and told him seriously.

"If you can return from the Mirror of Heaven, everyone will believe that you are different and that you will definitely accomplish something."

“But in the end, it’s every step you take and every choice you make that determines where you go.”

"Shajin!"

"You can believe in your own destiny, but you can't rely on so-called destiny."

Sha Jin was thoughtful. He might not fully understand what the other party said at the moment, but he felt the specialness of the Lord of Happiness and Wishes in front of him.

This is a god that is completely different from the God of Pain and Potions. One is pushed downwards by the power of time and desire until he is submerged, while the other actively confronts the power of desire and controls them.

For the first time, Sha Jin had an idea of ​​what a real god should be.

After Olan said these words, he handed something to Sha Jin. It was a crucible-like prop that exuded special power.

"This is the Crucible of Pain."

"The previous chosen one betrayed his oath and was swallowed up by desire. This was his ending."

"And now, you are the new God of Pain and Potion."

Sha Jin took the crucible blankly.

While he was excited and confused, an inappropriate idea also appeared in his mind.

he was thinking.

If I was swallowed by desire, would I end up turning into such a crucible?

And when he raised his head and wanted to ask something more, the god in front of him had already left, along with the lighthouse.

"Hey, it's just gone?"

He thinks this is a choice of gods, is it as simple as that?

Isn't it a bit sloppy?

Maybe it's because he hasn't really embarked on the path to becoming a god yet, and he hasn't yet taken the steps.

However, Sha Jin felt that there was another meaning in it. The other party was telling him that the road to becoming a god must be walked by himself.

——

On the other side of the sea, towards the giant island of Ruhe.

A figure is quickly heading into the distance.

The Queen of Demon Spirits suddenly appeared on the sea, watching Ossis coming across the ocean, and suddenly called out to him when he passed by her.

"King Ossis!"

The Demon Queen asked him: "What did you see in the mirror of the sky?"

Ossis ignored him, he seemed a little lost.

Or maybe you are completely immersed in another world, and you can't even feel or hear what is happening around you.

The Demon Queen stepped forward and asked again.

"Did you really...see the Creator?"

“The Creator is really here, on earth?”

She asked several questions in succession.

However, Ossis still looked like that. He walked towards the distance, gradually getting away from the Demon Queen.

"go home!"

"Go home~"

"Child of the Moon...go home..."

The Demon Queen who descended outside the black storm did not stop her. She just watched the other party leave. She frowned deeply and didn't understand what was going on.

Was he ignoring her on purpose or something.

"What is he mumbling about?"

Ossis then walked towards the distance, gradually leaving the influence of the black storm.

At this time, the cup of blood mist on his body fell, and a flower spread and turned into a prosperous sea of ​​flowers.

Ancient temples and various buildings appeared in the sea of ​​flowers, as well as two gods.

The two goddesses, red and blue, were looking at Ossis, watching each other walking in the sea of ​​flowers in despair.

Anli, the god of magic nets and magic, looked at Ossis and was the first to ask.

"Osis, have you met the Creator?"

However, Vivien was obviously concerned about Ossis's problem.

The other party's state felt like he had seen a being of incredibly high status and was affected in some way.

The other party had just come out of the depths of the black storm, and Vivian felt that he might not have looked directly at the Creator. That was definitely not what he looked like now.

Then, you should have seen the Lord.

“He looked directly into the eyes of the Most High God.”

"He was affected, but something protected him. He just suffered some impact."

"It's really reckless. You know you have to lower your head."

This is a etiquette passed down from a long time ago, and it seems that everyone has instinctively practiced this etiquette from the beginning of everything.

Seeing a god lowering his head and prostrate is not just a simple salute, but also a way for mortals to protect themselves.

Vivien stepped forward, and blood-colored mist surrounded Osis.

He said.

"Osis, don't indulge in your dreams."

"Wake up!"

In the sea of ​​red flowers, Osis's eyes slowly brightened, and he finally woke up from his sleep.

He looked at the red and blue gods in front of him, then turned around and looked around, and suddenly asked.

"Why am I here?"

"Am I not in the Mirror of Heaven?"

Osis opened his mouth wide: "No way, is it just a dream?"

Vivien laughed: "You had a dream, but you did enter the Mirror of Heaven."

"You looked directly at the dominant god. You are so reckless."

Only then did Osis remember that he had forgotten to bow his head when he saw the dominant god.

However, at that time, the will of the three-leaf people in the entire Dream Star Sea was attached to him. He only thought about listening to those voices and that he had seen the Supreme God, but he forgot everything.

Osis once again recalled the scene he saw, the sun rising from the temple in the sky.

"I met the master of dreams."

He sighed a little, lamenting that legends and myths are exactly the same as reality.

"Ah, that is really a god like the sun."

Vivien also guessed that he should be the master of dreams.

An Li couldn't wait any longer: "What's next?"

"What else did you see? Did the Supreme God say anything to you?"

Ossis looked at the red and blue gods and spoke.

"The master of dreams told me."

“King Jeser is at the South Pole, and God is waiting for him.”

What Ossis said completely shocked the two gods in front of him to show expressions of astonishment and disbelief.

Even if it was Ossis who said these words, it made the two gods feel that he was dreaming.

They observed Osis's expression again and again to make sure that he was not joking, and indeed it was impossible for him to make such a joke.

The two immediately looked at each other.

After a while, Anli seemed to remember something.

"I remember what is recorded in the myth. The resentment of the father-killing god Enns, who wanted to seize the throne of the god king, attached itself to his children, and killed the second generation who swallowed the cup of god given by the god Insai in his body. Jeser, the King of Wisdom.”

"Even in the performance of the Goblin Troupe, King Jessel's body was swallowed by the Cup of God, and the Crown of Wisdom was lost."

"Probably?"

Vivien obviously knew more than Anli. By the time the myth reached their time, it had become complicated and had multiple versions.

Most of what is recorded in the ancient chapters are only summaries and a few words, and the death of King Jessel is only a few words.

"No, there is another explanation."

Vivien tried hard to remember something, trying to piece together some truth from the ancient times from those legends.

"King Jessel was indeed swallowed back by the Cup of God, but in fact King Jessel's head was not swallowed by the Cup of God at that time, but fell into the deep sea."

"I also heard that King Ari once went to the deep sea to look for the head of King Jessel, but he did not find it in the end."

"It's just that this legend is just unofficial history and has never been confirmed."

"I always thought it was fake."

Vivien and Anli looked at each other and opened their mouths at the same time.

An Li was in disbelief: "The second generation of the King of Wisdom is still there?"

Vivien said with a sad expression: "Maybe it's just the spirit of obsession and unwillingness to leave that is lingering."

The two of them looked at the other side of the world.

The vision spans the origin and beginning of the Trefoil people in the past, and reaches the end of the world.

They seemed to see the spirit of a certain ancient god king still lingering in the world, unwilling to leave, let alone enter the sea of ​​​​stars.

He once had it all.

But he just wants to go back to his hometown and under that pyramid.

He is the god-king of all the three-leaf people, but he only longs for the eyes of Insai.

Anli felt out of breath just thinking about it.

"What kind of obsession is that?"

Vivien looked into Osis's eyes, she finally lowered her head weakly and said.

"That's the oath of God King Lederiki."

"It is the obsession of the first generation of the wise God King, and it is his agreement with God Yinsai."

"Even after hundreds of millions of years, that promise still flows in the blood of King Xiinsai!"

That is the oldest oath and agreement in the world. Everyone who has read the sacred oath and the chapters of the saints feels that the story and agreement are so sacred and beautiful.

But now it seems that that oath is so terrible.

Not a curse.

But it is more terrifying than any curse in the world.

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