After the bluestone disappeared, Loerfran returned to his position on the bed, this time without a light source, and he stopped in place for a long time as his senses disappeared.

The loss of all senses meant that he could take the wrong direction with every step forward or backward, maybe the next step would not have a foothold, and if so, he would not even feel that he was falling after stepping into the air.

He made fun of himself in his heart, laughing at the fact that he was middle-aged and fantasized about hope like a child.

His skin had no temperature, but he knew his nerves were tense, his hairs stood on end, and his adrenaline was desperately eating away at his body.

Lore Fran took a step. He thought of the first time he went on a mission with Luo Feng, when the entire team was left with only them, under the encirclement and attack of the enemy, the two of them had finished all the bullets, and they drew their daggers and looked at each other very tacitly, with only one thought in their hearts:

Live or die!

Loerflan quickened his pace, but he didn't feel his speed increase, and whether the end would be life or death could only be known through the darkness.

It turned out that he was right.

When he saw the light again, he froze in place, and the end of this darkness was not the outer court, but the inner court!

Behind Loerflan, the bronze stone wall stood tall and completely separated the outer court from the inner court, the inner court was not a palace, and everyone guessed wrong, including the president.

This is not a palace at all, but a sacrificial platform!

In front of him was a coffin crawling with wisteria, and it was impossible to tell what it was, and the coffin rested peacefully on a floating mesh bed made of bamboo leaves, and countless clear black beads hung around it, and gusts of wind chimes were heard in the air.

Loerfran didn't have a clue, there had never been any history or legend that recorded such a thing, the bronze stone wall behind him was more like a prison door used to imprison this coffin, these wisteria roses had no roots, how could they be so bright, and so were the bamboo leaves, as for those black beads, he only thought of the burial goods.

Loerfran didn't dare to act rashly, he had guessed wrong, Luo Feng and those children were not here. He looked around as fast as he could, trying to find an exit and leave, and from the moment he entered, he felt uneasy, always feeling that someone was hiding in the light and watching him, with a sense of hatred, pain, and disappointment......

"Have you seen my brother?" someone asked softly not far away.

Loelleflan shuddered a little, and spoke in a small but clear voice as if standing in his ear.

"No... No. Loerfran said with a look of horror on his face.

"You lie. The other party then said.

Loerfran couldn't argue that he hadn't seen a single corpse along the way, but the moment he heard the other man say he had lied, he was reminded that he had seen his brother.

"You all lied and lied to me, why didn't you tell me when you saw it? Did my brother make you say that? Why did even my brother lie to me. You all lied to me. ”

Loerfran was dumbfounded, he probably understood why he felt that disappointment in his eyes, and there was a disappointment in his tone close to his ears.

It was like waiting for a lover for thousands of years, during which many people came and went, but no one was him, he was disappointed, disappointed once, twice, three times, countless times, and finally he decided that he would not come back, but he would still ask every passer-by as always:

"Have you seen my brother?"

"Who is your brother? Maybe I've seen him, but I don't know he's your brother. If I know him, maybe I can take you to him. Lore Fran suddenly felt a little distressed.

"Really?"

A young man dressed in white suddenly appeared on the coffin, and he was sitting on it, holding wisteria in both hands, and looking at Loerfran with excitement.

"Hmm. ”

Loerfran resisted his fear, and all he could talk to was a child who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, and the hatred, coldness, and disappointment of the child fell in a moment of excitement.

He didn't know the origin of this child, let alone his identity, the only thing he could confirm was that this child was not a human, and whether it was a god or a god still needed to be confirmed.

"Why are you here?" asked Loreflan trying to get to know him.

"I've been here all along, I've been here......" the boy thought as he looked up, "I've been here for a long, long time, anyway." ”

"So you've been waiting here for your brother all along?"

"Yes, my brother said he would come back to pick me up, mortal, can you really take me to my brother?" asked the young man with a look of anticipation on his wisteria face.

Loerflan was hit by the young man's gaze, and his body temperature suddenly receded to the soles of his feet, and the young man insisted that he was a mortal, with a clear appearance and voice similar to that of a child, but there was a neglect and indifference to everything in his eyes.

"Yes, why don't you go to your brother yourself? The world is so big, you can stay here long enough to finish the whole world. Loerfran asked in a detour, cold sweat slid down his spine, he didn't dare to act rashly, all the current questioning was to delay time and gain trust, he wanted to go out and could only rely on the child in front of him.

"I can't get out, I'm imprisoned here, my brother will come to see me from time to time, but he hasn't been here for a long time, mortal, is the war still going on?" asked the young man, stopping his swaying.

"There are no wars in the world all the time, although many of them are wars without gunpowder. Lorefran didn't know which war he was talking about, but he was telling the truth.

"No wonder my brother won't come, he's still dedicating himself to peace. The boy pouted, seeming a little dissatisfied.

"Why can't I take you to your brother if you can't get out?"

"Well, I can't get out, this is the site of the Candle Heaven, a hell dedicated to imprisoning gods, if I don't go out, I just want you to help me bring a message to my brother, you just say, I think about him, I have revised a lot of wisteria roses, and I will also make bamboo leaves, and I will also create, come and see me after the war." The young man said lightly, his expression was also light, as if he was trying very hard to grasp the ethereal hope in his heart, but he already had the answer in his heart.

After listening to these words, Loerfran suddenly realized, through, all the pass, he actually forgot the location of the candle sky, the description of the site of the candle sky in the fragment of the gods is that there is no space, the heaven and the earth are white, the sky is not the sky, the earth is not the earth, and the consciousness of the ruler changes.

The description was completely different from what he had seen, so he didn't think of the site of the candle sky, since this is the site of the candle sky, it means that this child is really a god, and so is his brother, and God really exists! But how many generations of gods is this child? Looking at him, he doesn't look like a god who will wage war against mankind, Loerfran thought of what he just said about dedication to peace.

Loerflan was slightly thrilled in his heart, firstly because he had seen the true God, which was the satisfaction of his desire for God after his awakening, and secondly because he had the opportunity to get out of here, this child was not bad, he just missed his brother too much.

"Then what's your brother's name? If I know him, I'll bring your words to him when I go out." ”

"God, Lord of Wrath—Caesar Lumesh. The boy said the name proudly.

"Good. Lorefran immediately agreed, "But I don't know ......."

"They're back. The boy interrupted Lorfuran.

"Who... Who's back?" asked Loerfran vigilantly.

"After sleeping for thousands of years, they still woke up, mortals, God no longer favors you because you rebelled against God at the beginning, and now that they are back, God still won't favor you, my brother and I are left in the Divine Domain, I am here because I made a mistake, my brother is still outside, but he will not favor you, because your desires cannot support peace. The young man's tone suddenly rose, and there was another disappointment in his eyes.

"Your enemy has never been a god, but an emperor, hundreds of millions of years ago, God helped you seal the emperor, but you treated the god who created you with expulsion, God treated you like a child, and did not forget to leave you with the Tree of Wisdom when he left the Divine Domain.

A thousand years ago, the emperor woke up for the first time, my brother and I sealed them again, and I made a mistake because of this, and now they wake up again, and the sleep time is getting shorter and shorter, this time you can only rely on yourself, the emperor is also a god, and the god will not die, but will only sleep. The boy looked at Loerflan as if he were looking at the entire mortal world.

Loerfran froze on his knees, his body was no longer under his control, the impact of the contract made him worship the gods, and at some point the boy left Wisteria and came to him, his hand was on Lollfran's head, his expression was serious, he was examining his subjects.

This is God, compared to God, mortals are still insignificant, without the slightest ability to resist.

"The emperor is a second-generation god, and so am my brother and I, mortals, you have the power of the gods, so I believe that you can protect the gods, the gods will not die, but they will be tired, my brother and I are tired, but my brother is better than me, so will he always protect you silently. ”

The coercion on Loerflan dissipated, and the boy returned to the wisteria, his expression changing from serious to flat.

"You're lying to me again. ”

After Lorefran stood up, his whole body cooled down again.

"You won't tell your brother these words, you're just like those people, you want to get out of here quickly, and then make this place public, that's why I hate mortals, you are all like this, so peace will never come. ”

Lorfran's face was pale and trembling, he had such thoughts, but he still wanted to bring Luo Feng and those children back, but he heard this child say that he was the same as those people, who were those people?

"I sometimes think you are so strange, how can there be people who do not like peace, how can there be people who succumb to the interests of war, war is inevitable, but you are not even good at the surface of peace.

Just like you, even being scared and lying is not well disguised. The boy said coldly.

He began to shake the wisteria swing again, the vine shook with black beads colliding, those wind chimes rose high, the space began to change, the darkness around him spread, the bamboo leaves poked their heads out, the wind rushed in from above, the bamboo murmured softly, the raindrops gradually fell, the ground was no longer a bluestone, but a lake mirror, embellished with raindrops, the boy danced.

"Forget it, you go, I'm tired. ”

The boy's voice fell, and a bamboo door opened at the end of the lake mirror, and Lorfran's position suddenly turned to the front of the door.

He was stunned, and all that was left in his mind was the words that the young man had just said, and his heart was torn apart somewhere, who were the people? Why did they desperately want to explore the gods? The mission was to kill the gods and protect the earth, but those were emperors, shouldn't they explore everything related to the emperor? Why would they hold on to the gods, they were gods!

He took a trembling step, and at this time he had the answer, someone had deliberately misled all directions from the beginning, or this stupid god-killing direction had not changed since hundreds of millions of years ago, and to know the answer, he had to find the one who started with it!

Stiff in step and slow in posture, Loerfran staggered on a bluestone pavement, his eyes were empty, but his thoughts were still there, there was no end in sight ahead, and the bamboo door behind him had long been closed.

A cold wind swept by, he turned his head, as far as his eyes could see, the overwhelming black fog came from behind, and he saw the figure in the black fog clearly, it was Luo Feng, and those faces that appeared on the death list!

Their pupils were deep, their faces were hideous, their whole body was hungry and thirsty, and their hands were desperately stretched forward.

Loerfran stopped, turned back, and struggled to open his arms, eyes closed, and smiled liberatingly.

The patterns on the bluestone pillars have changed, from the original fugitive creatures to a group of scavengers ravaging and devouring a corpse.

Behind the bronze door, a small sobbing sound came.