I Am God!

Even before the Sealed Book disappeared, many beings had already received the induction.

Deep in the dream world.

Thousands of orichalcum spaceships carry goods to distant places. There are a large number of satellite-like radiators floating in the void, spreading the suppressive power throughout the God's Domain. Only one dragon after another transforms into various shapes and soars.

Countless square planes are pieced together into a world community that is like a Rubik's Cube. In this world community, extraordinary powers outside the boundaries are prohibited. In addition to the circulatory system, only the power of technology is running inside the plane.

The cube is constantly twisting and rotating, and you can see that the world is constantly flipping from the inside to the outside. The shadows of worlds and countless cities appear, but most people inside will never be able to see the scene outside. how is it like.

The golden mythical dragon pulled the chariot past, and Saronn raised his head and looked into the distance.

"He is back."

Saren's body moved.

He instinctively wanted to take a look and see each other, but he soon stopped.

Saron suddenly found that he didn't know what identity he should use to see the other party.

The first old friend?

A companion walking side by side?

Or the Dragon King who parted ways.

In fact, he suddenly found that his memory of Helfas was a little blurry, and all he remembered was some scenes that kept emerging in his midnight dreams. Those were the past and obsessions that were most difficult for him to face.

In that scene, he saw himself and Helfas standing on a hillside with knitting baskets on their backs, and Helfas's bloody body lying on the stone monument outside the canyon, as well as the stars running towards the years beyond. .

And every time, he stood there like this.

Watch the other person go away.

From waving to each other, to being at a loss, and finally to silence.

But soon.

He saw the shadow of Bahabali, and then the former Golden Dragon King and today's Dragon God Weng Peter.

These two people came, and the mythical light of silver and gold spread across the void. Although neither of them spoke, they just waited for him quietly at the border of the Bronze God Realm.

Finally, Saronen said.

"Let's go and meet him!"

Three huge dragon god shadows penetrated the void and headed towards high places.

Countless dragons looked at them at the same time, wondering why the three dragon gods appeared at the same time after so many years. They didn't know that another dragon king had appeared after disappearing for hundreds of millions of years, and they didn't even know that dragon king existed.

——

Under the shadow of the divine moon.

Helfas knew some of what Zi did in the dream world, knew that the other party learned the story of meteorites and destiny from a fairy, and also confirmed that the meteorite did come from the spirit world.

But he found it a bit difficult to understand some of the issues, why the meteorite was born in the spiritual world, and then set off from there, passing through the dream world and the cosmic star sea, and finally landed accurately in the world of Xiinsai.

Helfas asked: "Why was that meteorite born in the spiritual world?"

Matafosi said: "The last time you broke into the river of time, the star that sealed you collapsed. Do you still remember?"

Helfas: "I was blinded by the fluctuations of time at that time, and I couldn't see clearly what was happening outside."

Matafus understood, so she continued.

"Part of the things you brought over melted under the light, and some of the residue fell down, falling bit by bit in the realm of the Creator Kingdom that transcended time, and then gathered again."

"Finally one day it broke away from the realm outside the Creator God, then roamed in the spiritual world, and finally disappeared into the irregular space of the dream world."

"I don't know how it appeared in the universe. Maybe a certain god or agent just opened the door, and it got out along with it, or there are other reasons."

"But eventually with your return, we finally determined that it had finally arrived in the world of Xinsai."

Not only Helfas, but Matafus also felt amazing.

Some remnants from the Xiinsai world are constantly transforming under the influence of various forces, being beaten by the power of the spirit world and the dream world, and constantly reorganizing and colliding in the sea of ​​stars.

After more than 100 million years, he finally returned to the world of Xiinsai by countless chances and coincidences.

Just like no hardships or obstacles can stop a wanderer’s determination to return home.

Even at the end.

It has long since lost its original appearance.

"But I only learned about these recently."

"At least at that time, most people did not think that the meteorite that suddenly appeared under the divine moon and then quickly disappeared was destined to be the world of Xiinsai."

Helfas was stunned.

He never thought that the meteorite was the one that sealed him, that the meteorite took him out of the universe and finally brought him back.

Helfas: "She found the meteorite, so she should be in the spirit world now?"

Matafosi said: "The spiritual world is very big. I am just a true god, and I don't know where she is. The information I know about you and Zi was all told to me by the Star Witch Silver and the Transcendent Duma. "

Helfas nodded: "Thank you for telling me these things."

At this time, Matafus made an invitation to Helfas.

"If you want to know more, or need any help, come with me to find the God of Witch Doctors!"

"The God of Witch Doctor is an eighth-level transcendent, and he will definitely be able to help you."

"No matter which way you go next."

"You still want to find Zi's whereabouts."

Helfas: "Why would He help me?"

Matafos: "The God of Witch Doctors is a servant of the Supreme God. Although you later left the Kingdom of the Creator God, you are the one who is watched by fate. The God of Witch Doctors will never go against the will of the Creator."

"Furthermore, I think all transcendent beings will not refuse you to take this path. They are all waiting to reverse the fate of this universe."

When she said this, Matavs looked into Helfas's eyes.

"And, their fate."

Helfas said: "Actually, I have no interest in changing the fate of you and this universe."

Matafus: "But we are walking on the same road!"

Helfas: "You don't know what will happen if you take this road."

Matafus: "But we know that is the future pointed to by the Creator."

Helfas said no more.

No matter what, they will not change, and Helfas will not stop either.

Matafosi walked forward and stepped into the shadow of the divine moon. The moon opened like a door, revealing the world behind the door.

When entering, Matafus looked back at Helfas.

It seemed to be beckoning him to follow.

"bring it on!"

"Everyone is waiting for you."

"The Creator is also...waiting for you."

The flying tower flew up, and Helfas also stood up.

At this time, he seemed to hear someone calling his name from behind.

"Herfas!"

"Herfas..."

Helfas already knew who it was without looking, because the name Helfas was originally what the other party called him.

In the wild and primitive language, in an era when there were no written words, it meant a person with black hair. This name originally had such a simple meaning.

He originally thought about leaving like this, maybe it would be better this way, but the other party caught up with him.

Look at the divine moon above your head.

Getting closer.

Once you cross that gate, you may never meet again.

No matter how complicated the emotions, no matter how turbulent the obsession, they no longer exist after taking this step.

finally.

Helfas turned around.

The shadow of the divine moon swallowed the spire of the flying iron tower, and the light dyed the black tower white. Helfas also saw the three figures formed by the shadow of myth in the distance.

In the void, the Dragon God, worshiped by countless people and plane worlds, transformed into the form of a god.

The tall and majestic Saron, the tall, thin and cold Bahabali, and Umpeter who looks like a classical knight.

He obviously knows them all.

But at this moment, he found that there was not much fluctuation in his chest.

I can no longer remember what is right or wrong, what love and resentment are.

It's too far away, so far away that all the emotional colors have turned yellow and been reduced to frozen pictures.

In the pale picture.

He and Saron looked at the fire trees in the distance together.

The three of them were among the tribe. At that time, he was sitting cross-legged in front of the house wearing a black and red patterned blouse sewn by the weaver. Bahabali, who was still just a child, was standing under the foundation of the house holding a dagger. Watching expectantly, the caravan from Saronn came slowly in the distance.

The four of them loudly talked about the future of civilization on the iron tower of Helfas City, looking forward to the arrival of the mythical age.

He obviously remembers it all.

However, many of the turbulent emotions in that picture can never be recovered.

Under the light, Helfas blinked.

"It turns out that we were like that once."

Helfas looked at the three people, motionless, like a wooden man.

It wasn't until the moment he entered the spiritual world that he finally made a move.

He raised his hand and waved lightly without saying a word.

But this scene.

But in an instant, the ancient memories recovered by Saronen were brought back. The vague memories were brought from the distant past to the present by this wave of hands, becoming extremely clear.

At that time, Saronn was not Saronn, he was still a wanderer with a big beard and did not even have a tribe, and Helfas was just a homeless man wandering under the dark jungle.

The bearded man wanted to become a businessman and bring goods to every tribe in the Full Moon Forest and to those in need. Helfas had just mastered the sealing ceremony and embarked on the extraordinary journey of life he expected with high spirits.

On the hillside in memory.

The two people just chose their own path.

At that time, the black-haired young man also didn't say anything, he just raised his hand vigorously and waved towards the bearded man.

At that time, it was the first time for the bearded man to see such a gesture, but he knew immediately as if instinctively that it meant farewell and goodbye. He immediately raised his hand and waved vigorously towards the black-haired young man.

The other party laughed behind his back, put on the black mask in front of him, turned around, and disappeared into the strange jungle.

perhaps.

At that moment, from the moment he put on that mask, he became the Black King that everyone expected.

At this moment, the iron mask, clothes, backpack and everything else were all lost at some point, leaving only a god standing alone on the iron tower wearing a black robe.

But that face that looked expressionless seemed to have turned into another mask.

Saronen froze on the spot.

He was completely lost in memories, and when he came back to his senses, the figure on the iron tower had disappeared.

He quickly raised his hand and waved it vigorously, and ran forward, as if he was chasing something, with anxiety on his face.

Unfortunately, the other party can no longer be seen.

This is only half a goodbye.

An unanswered farewell.

He finally stopped and finally came to his senses.

This time.

The other party will never stop for him, nor will he come back.

——

The kingdom of the God of Witch Doctors is located at the top of the spiritual world, and can even be said to have left the spiritual world.

If He does not open the entrance to the Kingdom of God, no one can know His existence, not even the legendary omniscient demon.

Further up here, you can touch the light of the eternal stars.

The eighth-level transcendents have completely transcended the shackles of matter. To this universe, they no longer exist in a sense. The instinctive will of the universe cannot even observe them when they are restrained.

They can put their own power into every corner of the universe and pry into all the secrets of the universe without fear of any danger.

At this point.

No matter what kind of devastating disaster occurs, no matter how terrible the curse is, they themselves will not perish, and those so-called omniscient monsters will have difficulty catching their tails.

And legend has it that as long as you can finally cross the road of destiny with your own strength.

Then you can truly transcend the universe.

It’s just that no one has ever done this before. Here is the limit. They are already between existence and non-existence, and beyond that they are bubbles.

Behind you is a waterfall.

Beautiful garden in front.

The witch doctor gods gathered together and looked deeply into the spiritual world to look at the figure.

"The most perfect form of God, born with black hair and black eyes."

"It's not just the form of God that is born, naturally conceived."

"It's still a kind of soul that transcends the universe."

"Where did he come from? Is he really a creature born outside the universe?"

At the end of the Second Age.

The Witch Doctor God climbed up the steps of the pyramid and came to the temple shrouded in the power of eternity and dreams.

While they paused to wait, they stared at the endless wall carvings in front of the temple.

There is a towering and boundless steel jungle inside. It is a civilization that does not know where it originated or where it was born. It only knows that the other side is a racial civilization composed of the shape of gods.

"The form of God."

"All are races in the form of gods."

"We need to find it!"

They walked towards the temple, answering the question that God had asked them.

The six witch doctor gods knelt on the ground.

The Creator sits in the temple, and the Lord of life stands beside him.

The witch doctors lowered their heads and told the Creator the answers they had found.

"We have witnessed the soul seed you mentioned, and we have also seen the ultimate secret of the wisdom seed."

"But we think this is not enough. We believe that the most perfect species of intelligence is not only transcendent of matter, but also exists in this world."

"The soul is transcendent and the body is reincarnated and eternal. The two become one, which is the perfect form of wisdom."

“We are fulfilling God’s desire, and we feel that is the future of wisdom.”

"but."

"We believe that the perfect form is the combination of the divine form bred by nature and the soul seed."

"And this is what we want to look for next."

At that time, their answers seemed to be approved by the Supreme God.

But when they left.

They turned back again and looked at the stone carvings.

Countless wall-engraved stone slabs were connected together, but the figure with his back on the pillar of the temple stood out, which was particularly obvious and attracted their attention.

Time passed by, and they did not expect that the back figure would actually walk out of the pillar and walk towards them along the road of destiny.

The God of Witch Doctors had endless doubts and had a premonition that the questions they were seeking were about to be answered.

"Whoever he is."

"You'll know when that figure comes."

"We'll get that answer too."

The original servants of the Creator who held the power of the God-made man, Sturn, the original man, from whose power the God-shaped rituals grew.

Since their birth, they have been constantly searching for the power of the divine form, pursuing the so-called most perfect form, the so-called true species of wisdom.

They span one era after another,

Looking for one look after another that they think is the most perfect.

However, none of them were ever satisfied.

Perhaps what they were looking for from the beginning was not the so-called perfect form, nor the so-called true species of wisdom.

They just want to see through the fog of destiny and the eternal light, and see the appearance of the Creator.

And now.

A person of the same race as the Creator was coming towards them.