"That's because of their own talents, and I'm just doing the right thing," Martin said. ”

I took Martin's hand and looked at him like a father. I knew I wasn't a good father, and most of the time, I was exploring and busy. Martin's maturity and steadiness make me feel most at ease with him, and at the same time, I ignore him the most. Even though I knew the true meaning of his soul, I still felt indebted to him.

What's even more hateful is the author, who is no longer willing to spend too much space describing Martin's mental journey. I can't understand Martin through the crazy web, I can't see the world through Martin's eyes, I can't understand Martin's feelings for the world.

So, so be it.

I said, "Take us there, only you can do it." ”

Martin's eyes flashed with fear, and that fear was the fear of perdition, nay, he feared a fate even more terrible than perdition.

"You don't have any chance of winning," he said. ”

I said, "He didn't have any possibility of replacing the Creator, and he did." ”

Martin: "That bug has been fixed by Xitai, and you can't use his method to reproduce it again." ”

I said, "But we have to try." ”

Martin looked at the mask, and after a few seconds, he said, "Godslayer? ”

Indeed, the godkiller, Cain's murder of Abel, altered cause and effect, and the creator believed that Cain had inadvertently taken some kind of authority—the god-killing authority, a loophole that could not be repaired.

Martin said, "You don't think that .... Does this really work for Xitai? He can create infinite fakes, and you will never find the real Him. And if he wants to destroy you, a few seconds will be enough. ”

Me: "Able can make us get through, and if we get through, if we can make contact with his soul, I can activate Mokkawi's spell." ”

Martin asked, "Abel?" How can he stand up to the Creator? What is Mokawi's curse? ”

"Abel was the first human to die, and he was also an accident to the Creator, whose soul was sublimated at the moment of death, allowing us to see through the hidden nature of Xitai."

The mask dodged this, as if unwilling to admit it, Abel frowned, "I'd rather not want to be honored." ”

"As for Mokkawi's spell, I don't know much about it, but it's better than sitting still."

"I can't guarantee a smooth journey," Martin said. ”

"Again, I can't guarantee tactical success."

Martin nodded, "Give me your souls." ”

Cain and Abel did not hesitate, they relaxed the defense of their hearts, and let their souls be exposed to Martin in an instant, and I saw that Martin's body exuded a transparent aura, like a fog that permeated the two worlds of life and death, it penetrated into our hearts and wrapped around our souls.

In an instant, we were released.

Our souls are detached from the body and move at the speed of light, and Martin is the guide of our souls, and in the course of our travels, we see the myriad sights of the world to our destination.

I found the satellite, the watchman of the old days in the satellite, the lonely, old Longinus.

After all these years, he is dying. But he has been observing the sun, for a long, long time.

He was speechless, but when he saw me, he smiled. He said, "Take it." ”

I touched his knowledge, his pain, his loneliness, his silence, and I got the last piece of the puzzle.

I watched him die.

Martin asked, "Do you know what to do?" ”

I said, "I can't know." ”

Martin asked, "Everything Originated in Chaos?" ”

It originated from a storm.

We continue to march towards the sun, and even though it bursts with amazing heat, it is not harmful to the soul, it is only dazzling.

Abel said, "It's a novel discovery. ”

The Creator is in the sun, in the deepest recess, and he is a spirit in his own right.

Suddenly, the light of the sun changed, and I was hot and screaming, and my screams became piercing and miserable, and I was in great pain.

"He found us," Martin said. ”

Able unleashed a netherworld shield to prevent the sun's rays from melting us. Abel himself was puzzled: "Where did this ability come from?" ”

Damn hanging, he pretended to know nothing and showed off to me, I always thought that only I fishbone Longinus could be handsome and unknowingly open...

We had advanced some distance, and the sun's rays had become Lucifer's blades of the morning star. Abel's shield resisted for a while, dissolving faster than recovering.

Abel: "We have to hide." ”

I connect my soul with them, giving a way to dodge, the sword of the sun is dense and ubiquitous, but there are gaps in the weak points, my route provides a way to build on the strengths and avoid the weaknesses, through which we continue to draw closer to him.

Martin: "He's not dealing with us with all his might, his attention is still on the hell that is dispersing the ground, otherwise we can't get out of it." ”

Suddenly, a scorching wind blew, and we involuntarily deviated from our direction, and more lightsabers were overwhelming, and Abel's shield was in danger, and he said angrily, "This bastard has so many tricks. ”

I saw invisible angels hidden in the wind, the angels who manipulated this wind, which was at the mercy of even the soul, who were far away from us, and who were undoubtedly difficult to deal with.

The mask emits a red glow, killing them in an instant.

I stared at him, my eyes full of grief at being robbed of the limelight.

The mask said, "I don't want to, alas, I just can't control my hand." ”

Martin: "There's no time to mess around, speed up!" ”

I'd say it's not the kid's turn to teach me a lesson, but he's right, I recalculated the route, Abel protects us, masks the angelic spirits, and soon we reach the terrifying, majestic surface of the sun, even though we're still in the sky, but we feel flustered and thrilled.

A sea of flames, a nuclear hurricane, an immeasurable burst of energy at any moment, even a spark is enough to swallow the earth, if we were not spirits, we would have been blind when we saw it, no, so close, we would have turned into cosmic dust.

A flame giant rose from the surface, his body glowing purple, a body forged by extreme heat. He opened his mouth and spewed a ray of light at us, and I immediately moved away from him.

More Flame Giants appeared, some creating force fields, some altering space, some trying to manipulate our spirits, even if we were spirits, we became exhausted and exhausted, and the shield made by Able was always there, very reliable.

Martin shouted: "We can't hold on for long. ”

This boy liked the crow's mouth, and listening to what he said made my heart heavier and heavier, and even if he kept shouting cheers, it was much more beautiful than saying depressing words.

The mask slays the flame giants one by one, and watching their magnificent bodies crumble into ashes makes me feel much better.

Martin: "Cain, don't be a wasteful exertion!" ”

The mask replied: "He cut the soul into countless pieces, all these giants, angels.... It's all him, and if you want to kill the gods, you have to destroy them. ”

In other words, the Creator Hee Tai is using his soul to manipulate the sun.

Martin: "Father, your plan won't work, and after he has taken precautions, it is impossible to kill the gods......."

I gazed intently at the sea of fire below, waves of fire rolling in deadly radiation, and strange spectra and sound waves formed patterns before my eyes, speeding by, fleeting. Here, the energy of destruction alternates with the energy of creation, endlessly spewing thin.

This is the final form of death, no life can survive here, and the mythical Ice Hell is no different from the Garden of Eden compared to the world of the Flame Gods.

But in the depths of the universe, I have seen even more violent storms.

I said, "It's enough to get so close, Martin, take them back." ”

Martin, Cain, and Abel were amazed.

Martin asked, "Have you given up?" ”

"No, it's time for you to give up, I've seen this in the picture of the future."

Martin: "A god-killing plan..."

There was never any plan to kill the gods, it didn't work, I just made him think that we were going to kill the gods, and that Brother Cain was our last stand.

But that's not.

In an instant, Martin was gone, and Cain and Abel disappeared with them. Their spirits returned to Earth, to themselves.

At the same time, I was controlled by an incomparably powerful psychic force.

Xitai's true spiritual power, his magnificent soul, imprisoned me.

He had watched us for a long time, and he was afraid of Cain, and when he felt he could control Cain, he intervened.

Thankfully, I've let them get away.

His voice was so calm, like an icy universe, often thousands of light-years away, without a single sound or life.

He said: "Mokkawi. ”

I couldn't control myself, and I let out a high-pitched, bitter laugh.

I shouted, "Ah, the serpent god Xitai, the Creator. ”

"It was I who won, reason over madness, order over chaos," he said. ”

I said, "Don't you understand? You were born out of chaos. ”

Xitai: "You're talking about the origin of the universe?" I'm still exploring, still researching, but that's not important, I have infinite time and one day, I'll get there. ”

"You have destroyed the earth, you have mixed the souls of the creatures there like mud, you have observed their reactions, you have studied their souls, you call yourself rational, but you are a madman, you have committed disgusting crimes."

The fire of the sun was extinguished, and it became a frozen lake, and on the surface of the lake, Xi Tai stood.

"I am the only judge, I am the law-maker, and for me there is no meaning in life, justice, evil, and death. Your so-called disgusting and criminal nature is a foreign concept to me, and you should not describe me as such. The state of human existence, the future prospects of mankind, the evolution of the human soul, and the influence of human beings on me are what fascinate me.

I said there should be light, and there was light.

As I make the world to be, the world should be. ”

You shouldn't risk your soul coming into contact with me, Xitai, you know that my madness is the most terrible virus, that I can infect anyone, and that I am more defenseless than Cain's curse.

Xi Tai paused for a moment, he said: "I expected this, your soul is a virus, but the possibility of being able to shake my defenses is very small, I can form at least ten million camouflage and protective layers at the moment of your thoughts, the god killer can't kill me, neither can the mad god, everything you have ever thought about, I have imagined and done it."

I am the God Slayer, and I have replaced the original God of Creation. ”

I laughed, "Well, you finally admit it." ”

What is recognized? My former brother?

Acknowledging that you are a virus, you tampered with Chaos' original intentions.

Do you think no one can judge you anymore? Do you think you are the Maker of all laws?

Xi Tai was silent, and after a second, he said, "Destroy, brother. ”

He tried to extinguish my soul, but at this moment, he couldn't move.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hurt me.

He was surprised to find that he was losing control of his soul.

Xi Tai exuded consciousness and traced the source of control, discovering that it came from the depths of the universe, at the end of the starry sky.

I felt his horror, his dazed and small self-awareness, his admiration from the bottom of his heart, and his curiosity to explore the unknown.

He said, "Chaos. ”

I said, "Of course, you can also call Him the Cosmic Machine, the Source of Chaos, the Cosmic Shell, or the Core of Management. ”

Xitai said: "The universe... Machine? ”

In the depths of the universe, somewhere, there is a continuous and endless storm.

This storm is huge, perhaps bigger than our galaxy, and even more peculiarly, it has a consciousness of its own.

It... He is the maker of the cosmic machine, the Creator.

Xi Tai tried to remember, but couldn't remember anyway, he said, "Why am I never remembered? I have inherited all the knowledge and abilities of the original Creator, and I have no knowledge of it. ”

The creators of the cosmic machine cannot remember Him, and will not even think to explore their origins, which is the original intention of the Cosmic Machine, and he knows that the creatures have powerful functions and intelligence, which may pose a threat to Him, so it is forbidden to trace the source.

Of course, that's more likely just my guess, and nothing is a threat to the cosmic machine.

His only duty is to rule over all the planets in the universe.

It's not destruction, it's management, it seems to have obsessive-compulsive disorder, wanting everything in the universe to function properly.

Even a tiny speck of dust.

Earth.

But He was so huge, like a giant in a palace, he knew that there were ant nests in the palace, but he couldn't handle them finely.

His fingers couldn't reach into the gaps.

So, He created you, the Creators, some of you are giants parasitic in the stars, others are black serpents hidden in the dark space, and He has given you extraordinary abilities to do all this in His place.

Normally, He does not care how your work goes, because He has set your sense of mission and allows you to intervene freely in the affairs of the planet.

However, He only does not allow His creation to be tampered with, to be controlled, to have the intention and possibility of tracing back to the source.

Xitai said, "You informed Him of our conversation? ”

Yes, the chaos that Morkawi pursues, and the truth that follows your pursuit, lies in how you communicate with the cosmic machine.

Caves in the dark, faint firelight, endless, inexplicable words, and finally the vast starry sky.

I know you're going to want to show off to me, show off your victory, and you're going to try to have a final conversation with me.

As long as I'm close enough, as long as I make you think I'm a poor donkey, you'll admit everything.

Now, the evidence is conclusive, brother, that your inability to act testifies to His intervention.

For you, I.... Including all human beings, maybe not even the dust.

And you? In the eyes of the space machine, you are just a big speck of dust.

Xi Tai didn't say anything more.

The cosmic machine doesn't seem to be very sentimental.

He didn't even give Xitai a chance to explain.

I sensed that Xitai's soul had been extinguished.

The sun began its surge again.

Maybe it never stopped, and everything I saw was just an illusion.

Because of some mysterious power, I forgot how I did it.

But I finally did it.

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This book will end tomorrow, and the new book "Anomaly" will start to be written on the hedgehog cat first, thank you readers for your continued reading and support.