"Hey, what are you bringing me here for?" The unicorn shouted at the white giant whale in the sky that was leisurely spinning around, turning over from time to time to line up the sea of clouds.

Unfortunately, just as on the journey that brought her to the garden of this wonderful world, this magical white whale was not listening to her at all.

Ignoring it is not enough to describe the character of this amazing whale, as if everything in the world has nothing to do with it.

Unable to get an answer, Kirin can only reluctantly accept the reality of her abduction - of course, she will never admit that she was abducted willingly.

Calming down a little, she began to observe the magical garden.

Located in the deepest part of the abyss, this garden is full of mysteries, and with Kirin's knowledge, it is impossible to analyze the basis of the existence of this small garden.

All she could see was the shallowest part of the garden.

This garden located in the deepest part of the abyss is constantly absorbing the power of billions of stars, and the light that glows on the surface of the lake is the reflection of the starlight falling into the lake.

One ancient starlight after another, spanning an unknown amount of time and distance, has come here.

These astral lights continued to be thrown into this world, but the Qilin did not see the slightest sign of energy loss of control.

The crystal clear lake absorbs the starlight and then nourishes the big tree on the island, creating a unique cycle.

"Strange, that's ......" Qilin involuntarily looked up at this big tree that reached into the sky, the seas and mountains also had similar gods, it was an ancient tree called the Evergreen Tree, which was said to be the same creature that was conceived from chaos like her.

However, the Evergreen Tree does not possess wisdom, but is just a spiritual creature with an incredible longevity, but the feeling of the big tree in front of him is completely different to the Qilin.

It was a true "center of the world" feeling, and the entire garden of the world seemed to exist because of this tree.

Every branch and leaf of this tree stretches out naturally, and gently whispers that make the unicorn feel comfortable.

Just standing in front of this tree, the Qilin's bloodline was touched, and it was an indescribable breath of relaxation.

Reaching out and touching this big tree that has existed for an unknown number of years, the Kirin feels as if he has touched a world.

It was definitely not an illusion, the tree was guiding her, as if it wanted to say something to her.

Inside, a little bit more inside.

Closer, closer.

Qilin unconsciously relaxed her vigilance, because the big tree in front of her seemed to be the same kind as her, and they were all "pillars" of the world, but they existed in different postures.

In the next second, countless rays of light rose from the lake, and in the milky white mist that slowly lingered, the huge World Tree opened its door to the Qilin, welcoming the Qilin from the distant world of seas and mountains into its embrace.

In a quiet and gentle whisper, a figure guarded by the World Tree appeared in front of the Qilin.

It was a figure whose whole body was scarred, and it seemed to be extremely tired and asleep, the black and white wings hung limply, and the position of the heart was pierced by some weapon, leaving a huge hole.

Around his body, there were countless broken weapons, as well as bones that had begun to weathered over an unknown amount of time.

He sat on a throne made of countless ices, lonely and lonely.

Silver-white ice crystals protected him, but it seemed meaningless, because the Kirin didn't feel the slightest bit of life from him.

Yes, he died.

All the vitality in his body has dissipated, and even the continuous infusion of endless vitality from the World Tree can only barely keep this body from disappearing.

More terrifying than the extinction of his body's vitality was a certain aura around his body, a cursed aura that seemed to have gone through hundreds of millions of years, dead and lonely.

He seemed to be asleep, but everything began to leave him, and everything in the world was no longer connected to him.

Dust to dust, dust to earth, this figure on the throne has been far away from the hustle and bustle of the world.

Now, what exists here is just a puppet-like shell.

This was the first encounter between Kirin and "him".

At this time, Kirin didn't know "his" name, nor did he know what "he" would bring to his life.

After all, death is the end of all things, no matter how powerful the person in front of him has been, how many glorious epics he has created, but everything for him has ended here, isn't it?

Only death is eternal equality - Kirin thinks so.

"Sorry, I seem to have scared you?" Just as Kirin was about to lay flowers on the corpse in front of her, a soft voice sounded in her ears.

"Who!" Taken aback, the Qilin turned around, and a heavy pressure spread out, this is the power of her as the mother of the seas, mountains and the earth, and the power of the origin of the Qilin bloodline, which will never be interfered with by any external matter.

"Don't be so scared, I don't want to hurt you."

"So, you'd better go back."

"This is not the place you should be."

Qilin didn't see the appearance of that figure, but her body suddenly lightened, and it seemed that starlight had penetrated into her body, and then she was ejected into the endless abyss.

"Next time, don't come here again." With that somewhat helpless whisper, the world in Qilin's eyes became smaller and smaller, and the countless worlds that the white giant whale shuttled with her seemed to disappear in an instant.

When the Kirin woke up, she found herself still sleeping in the sea where the stars had fallen, and beneath her was the glittering star fragments.

"Dreams?" Kirin blinked, trying to pinch his cheek.

It hurts, it hurts! This is not a dream, she has indeed returned to the seas and mountains, to the world that belongs to her.

The scene of riding a white giant whale, traveling in the heavens and all worlds, and finally falling into the bottomless abyss, meeting someone, is the real dream.

This dream is too real, too unforgettable, so that the unicorn is intoxicated, makes the unicorn curious, makes the unicorn toss and turn, and is puzzled.

Is this really just her dream?

Everything she saw in her dreams, the landscapes of the extraordinary things she remembered, and the endless abyss she entered at the end, were really just dreams in vain?

No, there's something wrong! The unicorn touched the corner of his forehead, and there seemed to be some kind of gentle aura left on it, which was the power of starlight that did not exist in the seas and mountains.

It's not a dream, absolutely not!