Where is this?

What happened?

And those rays of light?

Tamil's eyes narrowed in confusion.

Perhaps it was because he had been surrounded by a frenzy of destruction for too long, and his world had been immersed in darkness, and he had long forgotten the color of the light.

And now, the light has appeared.

The dark frenzy could not hold up for even a moment in front of these rays, and it collapsed in an instant.

Seeing the appearance of the light, many creatures and even gods in the Titan Continent were overjoyed and bowed in the direction of Tamil.

Tamil didn't feel any sense of accomplishment, he felt endless fear.

The Destruction Frenzy is already the most terrifying force in the world, destroying countless worlds, and countless living beings, even if they try their best, can only fight against it.

Fight against each other, or the weak side.

However, in the face of these rays, the frenzy of destruction was powerless, and all in its reach collapsed.

It's like......

Tamil suddenly thought of a picture.

It's like popping a soap bubble with a needle.

That's right, like a popping soap bubble.

It is not like a frenzy of destruction, which advances little by little, slowly devouring, but disappears and collapses as a whole.

Most importantly, there is no room for resistance.

The sky fell, and Tamil could still hold on, but the soap bubbles exploded, and Tamil didn't even know how to remedy it.

The brighter the light, the stronger the sense of crisis in Tamil's heart.

Dangerous!

Escape!

Tamil returned to the woman's room as soon as possible.

Her belly was straight, and it was bigger than the last time I saw her.

However, the child did not land.

"I did my best, I'm sorry."

Tamil stroked the woman's sweaty hair, then leaned over and kissed her on the forehead little by little.

"It's not your fault."

Tamil's eyes were tightly closed, and a tear slipped down.

"It's not you, it's the world. That's right, it's the world's fault. In this world, without the place of our child, he is destined to be impossible to be born. ”

The woman seems to be enlightened, but she is even more confused.

She opened her mouth to ask why, but the light flooded into the room.

Tamil hugged her tightly with both hands, "Ash, wait for me, I'll find you!" ”

The woman nodded, and was drowned out in the light.

Disappear.

Completely gone, completely gone, leaving no trace of what it once was.

Even, there were no corpses left.

She still couldn't bring that child into this world after all.

However, this is meaningless, after all, this world is gone, and it is even more impossible to "bring it into this world".

In this way, Tamil watched as the world he was familiar with, and all the creatures in it, disappeared in an instant.

No, there's another one.

Tamil stared blankly at the little guy curled up in front of him.

This is......

The moment the palm of his hand was covered, Tamil understood its identity and origin.

This is, their own children.

Tears burst instantly.

Although he was not born into this world, nor did he leave footprints in this world, he did exist after all.

If this world doesn't take him in, then go to a world that takes him in.

Tamil gently held up the cold little thing and carefully pressed it against his chest.

Brilliant light lingers around, but it does not infringe on an inch of Tamil.

It's not that they can't be violated, but that the two sides are clearly distinguished, and there is no contact.

Tamil felt a direction, and an axe appeared in his hand.

Swish!

A gap was split in the light curtain, and Tamil immediately squeezed in.

It's still a glow-shrouded area.

Split an axe again, still light......

Before, Tamil found the endless darkness brought by the dark frenzy annoying, and longed for the light, but now, he was somewhat nostalgic for the colors and sensations of darkness.

The Holy Light is good, but if there are too many, it can be annoying.

I don't know how long it took for Tamil to finally step out of the confines of the Light and enter a new world.

Here, he saw the sky and the earth that he had not seen for a long time.

Although the world is barren and dead, Tamil is full of hope.

Tamil crouched down and grabbed a handful of dirt, feeling the dry clods turn to dust and leave between his fingers.

Then, he put his hand in front of his nose and sniffed it.

The smell of earthiness that has been absent for a long time.

The terrain here is very high, much like the home of the barbarians of the highlands.

In an instant, Tamil's mind conjured up the scenes and images of his hometown.

Too much time has passed, and many details are no longer clear, but the feeling of hometown is still so beautiful.

It's so beautiful that it's nostalgic.

At this moment, something magical happened.

Rays of light spread out in all directions with Tamil as the center, and in the light, many strange scenes and things appeared.

Mountains, rivers, forests, cattle and sheep......

The image of the Tamil imagination is one with the outside world, without distinguishing from each other.

This is......

Tamil conquered all worlds and seized the texts of countless religions, and he naturally recognized that this was the Genesis described in countless religious texts.

However, compared to the exhausting Genesis of religious texts, Tamil is as easy as drinking water.

In a flash, the world became what he thought it was.

In an instant, there were human beings.

That's what a barbarian looks like.

Many of these faces are still very familiar.

Tamil instantly realized that these were all things and creatures stored in his memory.

And now, they have been stripped from their memories and taken root.

Dragons, Beamon, Elves, Titans, Demons, Undead......

Tens of thousands of creatures were born in an instant, but they were annihilated in the blink of an eye.

But there are always a few lucky creatures that survive, or leave some special traces that are inherited by other creatures.

Tamil is like a seeding machine, where everything grows.

He is like a polluter, polluting the yellow earth into green, turning the quiet world into a noisy one.

I don't know how long it took.

Tamil looked up from his contemplation and looked at the familiar and strange world in front of him.

Countless creatures prostrate around, cheering and bowing down in frenzy, and regard Tamil as their father and ancestor by virtue of their connection to the source of life.

Tamil looked at the barbarian-like creatures with satisfaction, nodded, and then got up to leave.

The world is perfect, however, it doesn't fit.

The little one in his arms showed no signs of recovery, and it was clear that there was no place for him in this world.

With a wave of his hand, Tamil once again opened a crack, and then the hour was in it.

The prostrate creatures all stood in a daze.

They panicked, believing that their actions had angered the Father and caused him to leave.

They prostrated desperately, pleading, praying for the Father's return.

However, he did not return and will not return.

[The next two chapters are the ending, an ending that I think I'm quite satisfied with]