In the psychedelia, Yegu seems to be able to feel the passage of time.

I don't know when he always flashed a red gold-rimmed pocket watch in front of his eyes. It was not the dragon pattern mechanical style of the Flame Empire, but the style of the country that was called the end of the world of the Canglong Continent beyond the western realm.

A reddish halo swirled around, and the golden edges gradually extended inward, occupying every corner of the delicate gadgets.

It is not a shallow form of a single shell, but rather a double, even what looks like a triple shell, which keeps it firmly under control, avoiding being broken by his unintentional bound soul.

The inlaid hawksbill turtle taken from the back shell of a sea turtle creature is carved with an eagle soaring with its wings outstretched.

Although he was in the endless darkness, Ye Gu could clearly hear the chirp of each appearance of his pocket watch.

Da, da......

The rhythmic notes of the pocket watch came again, and although he still felt endlessly tired, Ye Gu barely opened his eyes.

"What...... Is the time......? I'm in captivity..... Imprisoned in Hell...... Is it?" Yegu muttered to himself with difficulty.

His consciousness seemed to be tormented and somewhat blurred, but his memory never deviated in any way.

When the little emperor woke up from the flowers on the other side, Ye Gu also had a brief relapse in his exhaustion.

He had never forgotten the little emperor's smirk and the orders he had left behind after his consciousness had completely dissipated:

"Send him to the Imperial Prison, but don't kill him, the future of the Empire naturally needs them to complete. The future that belongs to the dragon must be watered with the blood of the royal family. ”

"So, I ...... Have I already been sacrificed?" Ye Gu muttered, his eyes staring blankly ahead.

The endless darkness and time will wear away the fighting spirit, even the consciousness of anyone in the place. It resembled an eagle falcon with sharp thorns, more like a grotesque tentacle with endless foul-smelling slime, but most like a smaller monster capable of crawling overhead and sucking his brain.

All this will happen in the passage of consciousness, and for Yegu, this is the endless torture that belongs to hell.

"Where did all this begin? O God of Fire, I have not believed in you, nor have I seen your protection of this empire, but I want you to give me an answer. This endless darkness will consume my soul. Ye Gu prayed secretly in his heart.

What he didn't know, however, was that the Flame God of the twenty-fourth rank had already fled, with the flame power that the Little Emperor had obtained before he released the Flame Stone a month ago. Those bright flames left to the little emperor, if they can't afford to be gods, will become devils, forever drawing the people of the empire into the whirlpool, belonging to the whirlpool of flames, including Yegu.

Cold, pain, confusion, psychedelic, torment, and darkness haunted Yegu's heart, causing his self-confidence and strength to disintegrate step by step.

Naturally, he couldn't wait for the god of flames, like a child's voice.

The ticking of the mechanical pocket watch continued, as if it was a call from hell, but Yegu couldn't tell if the psychedelic thing he was in was hell or a boundless dream.

Western philosophers and dreamers once said, "Boundless psychedelia is your heart, but the person who guides you into your heart must have a devil's purpose." ”

"The devil's purpose?" Ye Gu repeated faintly with a smile.

Suddenly, the ticking of his pocket watch picked up the pace, and he knew that it was the passage of time in a dream.

Suddenly, the boundless pain around Ye Gu, like a twisted insect repellent, desperately rushed towards the weak part of his body.

"Ah——,——,h

The wreckage of demonic power floating around dissipated, the Western-style pocket watch looming above his head gradually brightened, the endless darkness was replaced by earthy yellow, and a scorching sun finally appeared above his head.

"Desert, dry?" Ye Gu's mind flooded with the two most obvious words.

He inadvertently looked down, and the location and state he was in suddenly made him feel a deep fear.

"Help, help!" said Yegu, struggling desperately to break free from the wooden cross that bound him.

True, his limbs were firmly fastened to the cross by four steel nails, which was not delicate, but a simple patchwork of two pieces of wood.

But the bright red blood flowing from the wound of the steel nail and the sharp pain that accompanied the heartbeat kept his consciousness completely clear.

"After the endless darkness, there is only endless scorching. This world belongs to balance, and when the balance is broken, human beings will inevitably go through endless extremes, and finally under the guidance of the gods, they can rediscover balance in their scars. ”

An old and deep voice came from above Ye Gu's head, empty but not indistinct.

"Who are you?" Ye Gu roared, trying to look up.

However, the fierce rays of the sun turned all the vision in front of him into a white scorch, and he did not get any of the information he needed from his vision.

"I'm a god, do you believe it?" the voice said half-jokingly.

"I, willing to believe. Ye Gu lowered his head and said indifferently, his hair also falling down, hanging on top of the white prison uniform, although it was already covered with yellow and red dirt.

Even so, Ye Gu was still trying to twist his body, looking for a moment of comfort in the game between pain and comfort. At the same time, his body still had to endure the scorching heat of the flames in the illusion.

"That being the case, your sacrifice is destined to have value. For the Creator, such a sacrifice would no longer be just a sacrifice, but the son of the gods he needed. The old voice continued, still showing no form.

As if he didn't exist, as if he was everywhere.

"How can ......this be? I can't stop the dragons from returning, and I can't stop the disaster of this country. Even if I am bound until now, I can't find that paradise that belongs to the wolf clan. Ye Gu was a little sad, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes silently.

"It's the same with this empire, or the humans of this world. All this is nothing but the terrible dream of the Creator, and when he does not wake up from his dream, everything must be carried out according to his will, and no power can change it. And once he awoke from his dream, it would all cease to exist as if it had never existed. The old voice continued.

"I don't believe that as long as I don't die, I'm going to try my best. I know that the Creator created everything, and I don't want to deny it, and I also know that this world was born in the universe, and that our planet and our human beings all started from here. Ye Gu recited the book "Dragon Book" that he saw in the underground of the Luo family half a month ago.

A mystical and philosophical lingua franca book.

"What else? I'm curious. The voice urged in a strange tone.

"The Creator created the universe, the stars, and life, but the dragons are above all life. Obviously this is a fallacy. Ye Gu continued to recite, looking up illusoryly at the dry and hot desert in front of him, and then drooping down again.

"Without protection, even the gods will fall, there is no right or wrong. The voice explained.

"The Creator, and ...... It doesn't belong to this world. Ye Gu whispered weakly.

For some reason, after the recitation of these three prophecies or records about the Creator, Ye Gu felt a feeling of extreme weakness.

It was as if the voice had awakened him just to get some kind of information, or even that it was just a test.

Apparently, he was right.

"Congratulations, Yegu, you've been given the chance to escape from the flames. I am the god of the twenty-four flames, and all species that belong to the gods will no longer have names, we will only have titles, and we will accompany the Creator all the way to the end of this world. The important message I want to convey to you is that in the process of the development of this world, there will always be some kind of distortion of order inadvertently. When it accumulates in the early stages, our power can be easily corrected, propelling them forward. But it seems that the gods of this world, including me, of course, feel the power to adjust to the distortion. The world is gradually moving away from the orbit of the Creator, and its balance is gradually eroding. ”

"What should I do then?" Ye Gu looked a little anxious.

His heart never seemed to belong to himself, but to the empire. Now, in the psychedelic mind, even belongs to the higher truth.

"Questioning the Creator's child, destroying the ladder of the gods. He was strong and resolute enough to eventually persevere to the end of the world, and even perpetuate it. But the endless fire in front of you will be eroded by thousands of years of ice, turning into the territory of the next terrifying wandering ghost. At that time, it will be a mystery whether there will be heroes like you. But now that the punishment given to you by the Emperor of the Flame Empire has come to an end, I, the God of Flame, will also disappear. The God of Flames said with some frustration, but still did not appear.

"Why?" asked Yegu.

"Your friend has opened the heart of the Lost City, it is calling you, they are calling you. Only by waking up can we maintain balance and prevent the final catastrophe. Hold on......" said the god of flames, his voice becoming more and more indistinct.

Immediately after, the endless desert and scorching sunlight in front of Ye Gu's eyes gradually dimmed.

Ye Gu suddenly discovered that his consciousness had never been clearer in this ever-changing illusion. And the sun, which had just been transformed from his pocket watch, also split into four theories of fate at this moment, rushing towards the four directions of his body.

Ye Gu remembered that it was a divination that Nandu Shi Youli did for him.

"The Wheel of Fortune that Can't Be Escaped?Balance and Disaster?" Ye Gu smiled bitterly, enduring the game between the Wheel of Fortune and the Steel Needle.

Bite!

The crisp sound of metal hitting the ground was heard, and everything in front of Ye Gu's eyes began to crumble.

Eventually, after countless psychedelic whispers and changing hallucinations, his consciousness, his sense of touch, and his vision finally began to connect with reality.

After struggling to open his eyes, his eyes were filled with sparks from the collision of flames and dark demonic power.

Dreamy and beautiful, real yet brutal.