The Mythical Races I Created

　　 On the meadow full of white flowers, a warm spring breeze blows, and dandelion seeds in the distance dance lightly in the wind, like a cute little white umbrella.

　　 The words of the pig prophet praying to the spirit of creation stirred the wind.

　　The southern sea cedar rustled, and the small reptiles hiding in the dense forest in the distance fled everywhere.

　　 The palms and backs of the pig prophet's hands are sweaty.

　　Because the high elves have always emphasized to the pigmen that they do not have the right to pray directly to the Father God, they can only turn their backs to the image of the Father God.

　　Only through high elves can they pray to the spirit of creation.

　　 Therefore, the current pig prophet is not sure whether he will anger the Father by doing so.

Because of fear, the prophet pig fell to his knees on the grass with a plop. After all, he did not withstand the tremendous pressure from the spirit of creation. Originally, the prophet wanted to maintain a little dignity as the great sacrifice of the totem god, but At this moment, the pig prophet's heart suddenly burst into an unprecedented fear and weakening.

　　 The words that God said to the King of Golem 【Colorful God Stone】 suddenly appeared before his eyes.

　　‘Anything that is strong will decline in front of me. ’

　　‘Anyone who is extraordinary will be humbled before me. ’

　　‘Anyone who denies himself for others will be glorified before me. ’

　　 The Pig Prophet felt so terrified at this moment that he should expose everything in his heart to God, no longer hide a single trace, and no longer have any motives he had previously prepared.

The prophet wept and said: "My beloved God, you are omnipotent. You have long heard and saw the deaths of hundreds of thousands of black pigmen and pigmen slaves on the southern coast. Believe in the blackness of the totem god. Of course the pig people are more than guilty, but there are still hundreds of thousands of pig people who have converted to you still dying."

　　 "God."

　　 "For you and the high elves, in order to let your will travel in every corner of this world, I chose between my race pigmen and high elves, and betrayed the pig people."

　　 "Therefore, I informed the high elves and told them all the actions of the black pig army."

　　 "But I want to cry to you."

　　 The Pig Prophet wept bitterly, and buried his head in the mud. "I have heard that if the parents of an elf family die unfortunately, leaving only the elf of this elf family, then other elf families will adopt this elf."

　　 "Although the adopted elves may not get the same treatment as other elves in this elves family, at least they don't have to worry about survival."

　　 "Now, the high elves are your own sons, and our pigmen are your adopted children."

　　 "I don't long for the treatment of the high elves, but you can't just watch your adopted children die like this."

　　 "I beg you to show grace to the pigmen, too."

　　 The pig prophet’s head slammed on the ground.

　　 The wind rolling over the grass is getting stronger and stronger, the sound of the wind passing by the prophet's ears, hunting sounds, countless white wildflowers and weeds swaying in the wind.

but…

　　 The Pig Prophet raised his head, nothing in front of him

　　 From before, that's it.

　　 When King Augustus left the southern coast with the conquered Pigman slaves, the high elves all saw the process of the God Father creating the Golem Clan, but the Pigman could not see the Father God.

　　 Could it be...

　　 Are we really unworthy?

　　 The Pig Prophet waited for a while, and saw that the Father God never appeared. He knocked a few heads into the air, then stood up, turned his aging body, and walked towards the wooden house where the high elf had given him to live.

　　咻~

　　 The gentle wind suddenly became anxious, and the rapid wind created a small whirlpool between the vegetation.

　　‘Wait a minute. ’

　　 A majestic, deep, broad and deep voice appeared, and the Prophet Pig's body stiffened, and it was almost crying.

God…

　　 responded to him.

God…

　　 did not give up the pig people.

God…

　　 After all, he appeared in front of him, he was right, he betrayed his clan, and he was right.

　　Only the creation spirit is the real god, and the Totem Demon is just a false god.

The Pig Prophet wanted to turn around, but it thought that the high elves would not allow the Pig to pray to the Father, but could only pray with his back to the Father. So the Pig Prophet was born to stop his body, and he threw himself on his knees. land.

　　 "Father, I didn't expect that I could see you."

　　 "I'm really excited."

　　 "I have long been your sacrifice, my faith in you is full of purity, I..."

　　 The Prophet Pig suddenly felt cold all over, because he thought of something that happened in his early years.

Shen Fanyu said: "Remember it? You cursed me because the high elves invaded the pigmen's tribe in your early years. You want to let the pigmen's god, Totem, make me fall. Such blasphemous words, Outrageous."

　　 "You dare to say that your faith in me is full of purity."

　　 The Pig Prophet hurriedly knelt on the ground, trembling and kowtow.

　　 "Father God, I was deceived by the evil Totem Demon, otherwise, I would not have the guts to curse you."

　　 "I am really full of pious heart for you."

　　 "But please don't anger the pig race because of me. If only my death and pain will wash away the sins of the pig race, I am willing to use death to prove my piety to you."

　　 Behind him, the wind became louder.

　　 The Pig Prophet closed his eyes, regretting in his heart, he shouldn't think that believing in God the Father is a kind of dependence.

　　 Now, what should God Father do with him?

　　 Shen Fanyu said: "You are just because you have seen the grand celebration of the celebration, the strong civilization of the high elves, and you are afraid and succumb to the force of force. How can you really talk about my faith?"

　　 The pig prophet's heart was peeled out little by little.

　　 The Pig Prophet lowered his head, and as expected, God could see through everything.

"but!"

　　 Shen Fanyu turned a bit. "I have thousands of faces, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, you have only seen one side of me, so I only surrender to my force, I can understand you. In the other you saw me just now On one side, you do have a deeper understanding of faith."

　　 "Well, not because of your piety to me, but because you would rather sacrifice yourself to protect the spirit of sacrifice of the pig people. I am willing to forgive you for cursing me and accept the sacrifice of your pig people."

　　 The pig prophet became extremely moved in his heart.

　　 He really felt the feeling of a roller coaster, from heaven to hell, from **** to heaven, and then down from heaven.

　　 God’s love is really vast.

　　 The Pig Prophet was very moved, "Father God, I am so sinful, I can get your forgiveness."

　　 "I don't deserve it, I really don't deserve it."

"The water in a river flows from upstream to downstream, and the water quality will change." Shen Fanyu said: "The upstream water is not the downstream water, and you are not the current you. I will not catch your previous mistakes. , Does not give you a chance to reform."

　　 "As for the pigmen you call?"

　　 "I tell you bluntly. Pigmen are not my creation. Even if you believe in me, I don't need your faith."

　　 "Believe in me is your choice, not my request."

　　 The Pig Prophet casts grey mist in his eyes with excitement.

　　 "Father, can we only be gradually extinct?"

　　 Shen Fanyu responded to his doubts.

　　 "You can choose to be my creation."

　　 A rough stone cup appeared in front of the Prophet Pig. The cup was filled with green blood and the green liquid was sparkling, as if it was full of things that have never changed.