Although Amy Ulysses was very interested in the secrets of the ancestors, he was not a tendon who could not read the atmosphere, and noticing that the girl did not want to talk about it, he took the initiative to cross the topic and asked another question that he was very concerned about: "You just said ......"

"Resurrection?"

"That's right," Jiasu gestured with his hand and tapped a pistol lightly on his chest, "You're dead—you've been pierced through the chest by a sword, and you can't die again." ”

"And now I," the Glory One hesitated for a moment, then asked, "is it a soul?"

"Uh-huh," the petite girl replied casually, nodding nonchalantly, "if you understand it that way, you can't be wrong." ”

In other words, it is not an optimal solution. Amy read her hidden meaning, "If it's not a soul, what am I now, some obsession that doesn't want to die, or something else?"

"Guess, just guess. Jia Su blinked and said in a long tone, "I won't answer your question anyway." ”

"Then let's change the question," the glorious person, who had long been accustomed to the mystery of the girl's mysteries, was not surprised at all at all to avoid answering her, "Do people really have an afterlife after death?"

"You guy is really going to embarrass me," Jia Su glanced at him and spread his hands quite calmly, "I don't know this question." ”

"So, you're lying to me," Amy said, looking into her eyes and word for word, "I'm not dead." ”

"That's sharp," Jia Su nodded, "but I didn't lie to you, your physical form in the material world is dead, but your soul—to put it so in a way you can understand, your soul was pulled into my dreams by me in time, and did not dissipate with it." ”

In other words, the soul is the foundation, and the death of the body is not the end of everything. Amy followed the clues she gave to this conclusion, "But He, but the incarnation of Hasta, why didn't he destroy my soul on the spot—it couldn't be that he, as the ruler of the old world, didn't even have the means to target the soul." ”

"It's not that it's nothing, but there's no way to influence your soul. "You are special," said the girl, in a very serious tone, "and there is a flame in your spirit—that is the primordial power, and if it were in its own form, it might be able to really kill you, but with a mere incarnation, with a mere projection, it can only destroy your carrier in the material world at most." ”

"For the first time, I knew that I was so good. ”

The Glory One laughed at himself, when he was in Hemtika, he learned from Jiasu that the pale flame in his body had an extremely remarkable origin, and that he was most likely a pawn of some great man, like the god of the earth, Augustus, who carried some kind of great mission enough to rewrite the history of the Order, but he never expected that it would be a primordial power that even the old ruler could not destroy.

And the only one who can be called "primordial" by the unfathomable Jiasu is probably the first ancestor who opened up the order and created the world.

Even if his heart is as big as his, he still can't help but gasp when he deduces this possibility.

And so on –

He suddenly thought of a possibility.

"But is it possible that the ancestors are still alive according to what you say?" After a pause, Amy said the next words, "in the way of the soul." ”

"It's a big brain, and it deserves encouragement. The girl applauded, "But don't you think that the soul can exist forever?"

"You see, there are limits to human beings. At some point, she conjured a folding fan and slammed it on the head of the Glorious One, "It is true of both body and soul. ”

It may be an illusion, for a moment, the Glory One felt that Jiasu's expression was a little gloomy.

"Well," after hesitating, Amy still chose to take the scene just now as her own delusion, and instinctively diverted the topic - no, it should be back to the topic, "Anyway, how am I supposed to resurrect?"

"It's very simple," the girl snapped her fingers, "you should have guessed that the flame in your body once belonged to the ancestors, and it was the first light used by the ancestors to drive away the darkness and light up the world. ”

At the same time, it is also the power that the ancestors used to create the world. ”

She paused, looking into the distance, as if she was recalling something, and seemed to be just in a simple daze: "The world came out of nothingness, and the ancestors suppressed chaos, weaved law, and ploughed order, and finally created the territory of order that you live in for granted. ”

After a while, he walked out of his own world and whispered, "Although you are completely unable to use your flame, as the power of creation of the same origin, its existence alone interferes with and affects this world, and after leaving, you only need to imagine, imagine your form, imagine your torso, imagine your appearance, and then leave it to the flame to do it—believe me, it knows yourself better than you." ”

"It sounds a little incredible," matter is eternal and unchanging, and it is one of the foundations of the existence of alchemy, creating a form out of nothingness, which somewhat shocks his three views, "But I believe you." ”

He could only choose to believe it, and Jiasu had no reason to harm him.

At least, not for the time being.

"Ann 10,000 hearts are fine," the petite girl smiled and shook her head, "It's going to be fine." ”

She didn't get up, but the world, the world of dreams, began to repel the Glory, and there was no room for struggle, and his consciousness was pushed upward, through patches of darkness, through strange worlds, and he finally returned to the depths of the night, to the battlefield where the newborn gods and the old rulers confronted each other, and through the transcendent vision, he saw his broken body lying to the ground.

Also seen,

Under the burning of the pale fire, his hands, his feet, and his clothes, little by little, were woven out.

Then

The world was rewritten, and he suddenly appeared where the corpse had been, while the corpse, pierced through the chest, was ignited by flames out of thin air, and returned to nothingness.

He came back to life.

Although there was no sense of reality, although the whole process was full of dreams, he finally stood on the ground and returned to the battlefield again.

"The man with the sword. ”

Amy chewed on the name, and after a week of patrolling the eeriely calm battlefield, she locked on a figure standing with a sword under the projection of the Lord of the Deep Sea Starry Sky opposite.

Although there were no wounds on this newborn body, the pain in his left chest was still faint at this moment, and the flames of vengeance burned in it.

He's going to kill him.

An eye for an eye, blood for blood, a tooth for a tooth –

But until then,

Can anyone tell me what really happened during my absence?

He looked up.

Look at the trumpets sounding above the sky.