At the beginning of the universe, it was a bright yellow, like an egg, and it is said that at that time, even time was a unit that could be measured, and the past and present were like flowing downhill slopes, and there were traces that could even be changed.

The first gods, one resolute and aggressive, the other feminine and indisputable, were for God the Father and the Mother, who collected the dust from the chaos, which was contaminated with the boiling sea, and thus precipitated, and the air began to become pure, and the dust that had settled gathered into the first earth, and with the two gods it split into two continents.

This was the prototype of the Eastern and Western Continents. Later, the two gods were lonely in the world where they were alone, so they united, sharing their spirits with the dust and mud they breathed in their breaths, and soon, the mother goddess was overjoyed by the birth of a new life, and she felt the definition of emotion, of warmth.

And God the Father is worried, these creatures ...... Will he one day be in the position that rightfully belongs to him?

The two gods were then separated, and the Father cursed the name

The new life of "human beings" brought them name

The chains of "life", so the Mother Goddess gave them the name

A tool for "wisdom". God curses this life to die every day, a thousand people every day. The Mother Goddess gave them the ability to give birth to the same gods as the first gods, giving birth to 10,000 people every day.

This is one of the most recognized versions of the myth between the Eastern and Western continents. The little girl often had such a dream when she was a child, she was bubbling in the deep sea, looking down on the two continents, and a kind of numb killing intent rose all the way from the bone vertebrae, that kind of ...... An irresistible desire to destroy.

Finally, it rises in the arms, cervical vertebrae, and finally bursts open at the top of the skull...... Finally, there's a crimson world.

The little woman who was gasping for breath in the flames of the battle looked down and found her arm...... It's not human anymore.

Because of this, he once killed three dream interpreters in a row.

"Dust, you say...... Are there really gods in the world? "The little woman who licked the rain off her cheeks was in good spirits.

The warm dust of the reindeer in front of the carriage owed even a change in expression.

"Sometimes I wonder if there is such a thing as a previous life......" he laughed to himself, regardless of whether anyone listened, "Behind me is the black and red underground rock prison, and I am as terrified as a nose...... There were millions of Yin soldiers around me, and when I stood up, the sea water evaporated from my body, forming cumulus clouds covering the continent,...... "It seems that I am lacking in mental strength, and it seems that I am in a state of interest."

"Is it often done? Or is it just impressive? "The 10,000-year-old iceberg beauty is warm and dusty, and it is rare to speak.

"Too many times, too many times......"

"Here we are." The little woman was just an accident, she could say two words a day, although it was very short...... The border between the Hell Swamp and the Coral Coast.

In the distance is the white-sand beaches of the Coral Coast, and in the near distance are the gray-blue saprolites of the hellish swamps.

"What the hell are you going to do?" The little woman said helplessly: "Please, even if you want to kill people, can you not turn so many corners...... Buried in a ghost place like the Coral Coast, if you let Lao Wang know about it, you won't die of laughter......"

"What are you doing?! Stop it! ......Half an hour later, the little woman was left with only one head on the beach, her eyes closed...... Then I opened it helplessly.

"Your vertebrae have been completely broken, even resurrection won't help, don't move if you don't want to become a waste person for the rest of your life." He only remembered what Nuan Chen had said before leaving: "Also, I know that you have always had a problem with Mapps, so I will kill him for you, as long as he does not die, it will always be a trouble," ...... The little woman never doubted every word that Nuan Dust had said, and when this woman first came to Roaring Island, she was named with a hundred elf heads.

As for why Mhelps is still alive, that's a question of history......