The disappearance of Mengyou brought Tong Xiaofeng an extremely painful feeling, and his heart ached faintly, as if he was missing his partner who had accompanied him for endless years.

Although Mengyou didn't finish what he wanted to say in the end, there were many more things left by Mengyou in Tong Xiaofeng's mind, such as the way to enter the void world.

The two of them are one, with the passing of Mengyou, Tong Xiaofeng has become the master of that dream, he moved his thoughts, and his figure immediately appeared in that empty world.

Now the place has changed dramatically, and countless points of light in the sky are shining, they are sad, they are sobbing, they are dancing around one of the brightest green points.

Tong Xiaofeng knew that that was part of Mengyou, the origin of a god.

After his grief, he was a little curious, and Mengyou had told him that this was his dream, but what was the matter with so many divine origins.

He was no longer as ignorant as he had been. Now he also has a certain understanding of gods and supernatural beings. But these understandings do not explain the origin of the gods in this dream.

Every God's origin is a single faith, but there are so many in his dreams, which one is his source?

After thinking about it left and right, he remembered the dream he had had, a figure representing the god of death, and a woman representing the god of water, whose origin could be found here.

Whenever a god dies and a new god is born in the world, where do the beliefs of the past go? This is the graveyard of the gods, the last place of peace for the gods.

This is Tong Xiaofeng's own understanding, although he doesn't know if what he thinks is right, but the many divine origins in front of him make it difficult for him to think of other explanations.

He stretched out his hand and gestured towards the sky of light. All the points of light, including the emerald green fluorescent, also fell from the sky, as beautiful as the Milky Way stars falling into the mortal world.

What a warm light, shining Tong Xiaofeng with a warm feeling, and the divine power of the strong and weak floated around.

A thousand, ten thousand, a hundred thousand. The number of light points exceeded Tong Xiaofeng's imagination, and at a glance, countless points of light covered his eyes, turning this empty world into a gorgeous and colorful world.

Finally, those points of light fell to Tong Xiaofeng's side, the warm feeling disappeared, and a trace of coldness appeared around him.

These are dead gods, and their last warmth may have remained in the human world, not in this dream.

Tong Xiaofeng touched a red point of light with his fingers, it instantly changed into a heart, still beating, as if alive, the flames instantly ignited it, burning around the heart, and the scorching temperature dispelled the coldness around Tong Xiaofeng.

This is the heart of the god of fire, Tong Xiaofeng remembers it, he has seen it in Tiansu, and he has seen it in that rainy dream.

Retracting his hand, Tong Xiaofeng continued to look for these points of light. He began to wonder why his dream had become the graveyard of the gods. What kind of god is you?

The dream is gone, and the person who can answer his questions doesn't know where to look. He wanted to try to find his own source of God, and perhaps it would answer these questions.

Unfortunately, everything was in vain, even if he was able to control this dream now, he still couldn't find his own from these countless divine origins.

In the end, he gave up, not because he didn't have perseverance, but because his hope was too slim, and he didn't have that much time to spend here.

As he prepared to leave, the point of light that represented the origin of life shone brightly. A green light appeared, and all the other points of light scattered to the side.

Tong Xiaofeng turned his head slightly curiously and looked at the point of light floating towards him, and was puzzled.

He had long suspected that Dream Yoo looked exactly like him, and claimed to be the god of life, and it was still in his dreams. The most important thing is that Mengyou once said that he is an existence similar to Tong Xiaofeng's second personality.

So at the beginning, he doubted that he was the god of life, and now this point of light floated towards him, and he had this premonition.

However, the premonition sometimes does not mean the truth, and the light floating in his vicinity did not bring him any changes, but stopped in mid-air, and the light became flickering and dimming, as if he was preparing for something.

Suddenly, the green light slammed into the ground, and a straight crack opened in the ground, and a piece of stationery that was identical to the one before emerged from the crack. Only this time there were already words on the letterhead.

Tong Xiaofeng held it in his hand with a little depression and doubt. This is a piece of letter paper left by Yumeyo. According to the content on the letterhead, Tong Xiaofeng got a lot of information. The neat handwriting showed him the way.

The points of light gathered in this dream are just as Tong Xiaofeng thought, the beliefs of the past, that is, the gods that have passed away. At the same time as new beliefs are born, these old beliefs are either collected or come back on their own, and in short, they are all gathered here.

As for the reason for this, the letter did not say, only that it was the hometown of the gods.

Mengyou's help to Tong Xiaofeng is indeed not small, even after his demise, he still left him many opinions and suggestions.

But these suggestions look very bleak. Either destroy the world alone or take the gods away from humanity.

Let's not talk about whether he has the ability or not, even if he really has Tong Xiaofeng, he may not be able to do it.

The impression of this world on him is not so bad, and the ancient city is just a small piece of darkness born under the infinite light, and he believes that as long as he becomes a strong man, he will definitely have a way to change this ancient city. It really can't be done to uproot the ancient city directly.

And Tong Xiaofeng didn't want to take the gods away from the human race, because no one would want to leave in such a situation, the gods and the strangers have been tied together with grudges, and no one can break free unless one side falls.

Sighing lightly, Tong Xiaofeng looked at the last line, which was Mengyou's last message.

My brother, I regret not being able to see with you the moment when my wish came true, I am already tired, and the torment of endless years has broken me. Maybe my unauthorized departure bothered you, but trust me, you're no longer alone. When you encounter a choice again, do not hesitate to shatter the heavens and earth with your roar so that those who turn away from the faith will receive the punishment they deserve. Go to them, your trusted fellow citizens and humans, and I won't stop you this time.

From your first toy.

"The First Toy ......"

When Tong Xiaofeng finished reading it, the letter paper had already turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the green light spot. He tried to grasp the green point of light, but the point of light had already risen into the sky, and with countless points of light turned into stars to re-illuminate the cemetery that belonged to the gods.

Tong Xiaofeng could only look at the bright green light in the sky and silently shed a line of tears.

He didn't know what Mengyou meant by the toy, but he just couldn't stop the pain in his heart, and it was like a flood that couldn't be stopped.

(End of chapter)