I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

Although the flames of the tower were pale, they were as brilliant as fireworks.

People gathered together, looking at the attic where the pure fire was burning, and cheered.

Everyone's face was filled with excitement, excitement and hopeful expressions.

They know that this is the birth of a new miko, and this is the continuation of Wajima.

The new Son of God will control the pure fire, purify Wajima of filth, and protect everyone.

The people sang songs and were sincerely happy for the succession of the Son of God.

They had met the new Son of God before, with short black hair and amber eyes. He was young and beautiful. They believed that this Son of God could definitely protect them and bring a glimmer of light to this dark end of the world.

Under the treetops of the sacred cherry trees, Baopao looked at the burning tower with a serious expression.

“Is this what losing feels like?”

She whispered.

"I personally changed her clothes, sent her to the attic, and locked the door. I could clearly hear her pleas, her despair, and her curses. I witnessed her death with my own eyes."

Lu Tan on the side looked at Baobao and then at the cheering crowd.

This deception would continue for many years until Wajima was destroyed.

One girl after another will be burned by the pure fire and turned into firewood for the sacred cherry blossoms.

Under the witness of Leopard, the death of the little witch has become an indelible fact that cannot be tampered with by any being, not even herself.

She couldn't even invent a fantasy existence to accompany herself.

Lu Tian originally thought that Baobao was just a fun-loving person, talking and joking, but he didn't expect that she would actually be so into it.

Maybe all outer gods are like this. As long as they want, even they can become a tool.

After thinking about it carefully, Lu Tan understood a little more.

Just like when he is reading novels, watching movies, or playing games, if he encounters some unforgettable plot and is touched by it, he will also want to share this feeling, and even deceive others to come and watch it.

At this time, the plot that clearly makes me feel heartbroken will make me happy because it causes other people to break their defenses.

This kind of ghost-like behavior may be the complexity of human nature.

For Bao Bao, she is a player, and both Lu Jian and the little witch are characters in the game.

She can experience profound joys and sorrows because she is immersed in the plot, but she is just a player.

When you turn off the game, everything returns to reality.

Even Leopard will recall this episode and trick others into experiencing it, watching them burst into tears while laughing.

Of course, Baobao can also turn on the modifier, whether it is Fengling Yueying or the blue-green modifier, to turn this imperfect plot into what she wants. She can even go directly to the author, beat him up and lock him up in a small cell. In the dark room, I changed the plot according to my own ideas.

But this is not what Leopard wants.

Just like when people watch a magic show, they don't really want to see the clues to the magic, but they want to be deceived.

What she expects is the moment of trembling when a story out of her control touches her heart, and the joys and sorrows that are staged on the stage of a fate that no one can predict.

So Leopard can deceive even himself.

Lu Tan witnessed all this.

In the field of vision, silver words appeared.

【Witness the bud: 1/1】

[Congratulations on completing the task]

He was ready to return. Lu Tan called Baopao. She wiped away her tears and quickly returned to the lazy and cunning girl she originally was.

【Do you choose to return? 】

【whether】

He chose to return, and for a moment, clear flames ignited around him, surrounding Lu Tan.

He saw the surrounding scenery being burned by the flames, fading, and starting to flow again.

He saw one after another shrine maidens ascending to the attic. Curses and pain filled the divine cherry blossoms and turned into nourishment for Shia.

He saw people he knew meet their fate.

He saw that, despite this, the world would still be destroyed with a sigh, disappearing, and no one would be able to find any trace of its past existence.

Lu Tan looked at all this and suddenly had a similar feeling.

When he is separated from these, he can see everything clearly.

He developed a new understanding.

On the side, Baobao was still holding Lu Tiao's hand, observing this strange and exotic land with interest.

Lu Jian thought that the reason why the so-called Old Dominators and the so-called Outer Gods could possess such magnificent power was because they were outside of all worlds.

To those great beings, these foreign lands are like one movie after another.

They can adjust the progress at will, fast forward, pause, rewind, and watch the same clip repeatedly.

And when they see the details of those fragments, these fragments will be remembered and fixed by them.

But there are so many movies, and not every movie has been seen.

Sometimes the audience has only heard the plot summary of certain movies and knows the general process but no details, just like a cat in a box, whose life or death is uncertain.

Therefore, in order to make the movie develop in the direction they want, some viewers will use their power to find someone to tamper with the content in the film reels.

Different audiences have different preferences. Some people like tragedy, while others like comedy. Conflicts and contradictions allow them to continuously and indirectly change the content of the movie.

This is the origin of the Chosen One.

If you want to break away from the movie and become an audience, you need to travel to a foreign land and completely break away from the foreign land.

This is sublimation.

Taoist Heming once said that the way to become a god is to leave an indelible mark on the world and sublimate it into a conceptual existence.

But now it seems that it is just an incomplete road to becoming a god. Such a god can only roam in foreign lands within a certain range, but cannot reach the height of a true god.

The real gods are the players.

The audiences, readers, and players in this foreign land are all the old rulers.

As for foreign gods like Bao Bao, they are directors, screenwriters, and actors from foreign lands.

Lu Tuan wanted to protect the world he was in from pollution, so he provided foreign pollution in advance and raised the erosion threshold of the entire world.

But if we really want to free the world from the influence of pollution, we must make this foreign land appear in front of the "audience".

It was written, photographed and stated by a creator, observed and solidified by countless Old Ones, forming an unchangeable work.

Lu Tan must transform from a member of a foreign land to a "director" who can control the foreign land.

He must usurp the pen for writing the script from the hands of the unknowable high-level existence, and write the ending and ending of this world with his own hands.

He must become the Old One beyond the Old Ones, God above gods.

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