It's not all happy memories, there are sad, sad, regretful memories.

But for Ulysses, they were all important treasures that he didn't want to forget.

However, there was something extraordinary about it that made him feel uneasy and frightened. It was the first time he had felt the chaos since he and Ishtar fused.

Because, in those memories, he saw a different version of himself than his current self.

It's strange to say this, but it's the only way to reflect Ulysses' psyche at the moment.

He saw that in the huge underground ruins, when Laxia and Sister Mira were in danger, that different self.

It was definitely not him at that time, but more like him who was a little older than himself, and he was ten years later at that time.

That self has the same magical power of the starry sky as it does now, and the ability to use legendary magic spells.

It was he who protected Rasha and Sister Mira.

It was he who gave Leilu the Divine Golden Fat Bread, and made an ancient pact with her, so that she grew two long red strands of hair that represented the ghosts.

It was he who solved the spiritual power of the polluted blue-eyed white dragon and came into contact with the daughter of the sky dragon, freeing her from the eternal and unchanging world.

What he did, Ulysses was not at all impressed. He couldn't remember when he had such power, it was the realm he had only just come into contact with, the world behind the door.

In the shattered memories, he saw his smile, as if he were smiling at his distant future self.

There is no doubt that it is also himself, the power hidden in his body, the path of his own starry sky magic that he has seen in the path of the demon king.

However, the thread of fate has been distorted, and since he got the Book of Demon Kings of Astaroth, the self that was supposed to appear has disappeared and has been replaced by the current him, the newborn Demon King.

However, he was also him at that time, and he paid a huge price to gain the strength of ten years later.

When it was all over, he returned to the dragon girl Faphniel with a beautiful green ponytail with his exhausted body, and slowly fell asleep in her arms.

The last thing I heard was Valphnier's energetic singing.

"Look at me, look at me alone, this world, I am your one, I am your light, your dreams, your hope!"

"Burn for me, sing for me, wherever you go, I'm with you, at the end of the seven seas, in the distance of the sky, everywhere I am. ”

"Come on, dance with me, sing with me, see me from beginning to end. ”

"I found my hair different from usual, found me smile differently from usual, and said to me, I am the most beautiful princess in the world. ”

"Now, right now, come and see me!"

Then, the world slowly drifted away from him.

In order to gain the power that should not have appeared sooner, he had to pay the price and lose something important.

Put the pure white ball into his hands and look at his princess with sincere eyes.

Faphnir dancing in front of him, too shy to look at him.

Rasha, who fought desperately for him, almost cried.

The girl who said to him, "I am, your dragon!"

They all disappeared from his memory, so he didn't know Taxis, so he forgot that he also had good friends in the dragon clan, so he passed by the grown up Princess Platinum.

But that wasn't enough, he lost more, more.

Who is he?

In the darkness, there are songs echoing, distant and ancient songs, songs of praise to the great and ancient gods.

All things rise up to welcome you.

Praise be to you, the only light, and you will rise to the top of the sky of this world.

You rise, you shine, you take away the earth and the darkness with you.

You are the King of the Gods, the Lord of all.

Everything comes because of you, and it becomes sacred because of you.

From above your wings, the colors of the sky and the sea shine.

The temple of the Divine is glorified by your name, and you will be a legend of legends.

We have come from thee, and have been made holy through thee, and thou shalt put upon thy crown on the clouds and be crowned king.

You are the source of all life, time rolls up dust under your feet, and you never change. You have crossed the river of time, you have transcended time.

Praise be to you, my lord, that your life will awaken from its slumber, and after thousands of years you will still be immortal and come again into this world.

Is he, God?

In a trance, Ulysses seemed to return to the battlefield of the black-and-white battle.

On his side, there is a young man dressed in white, "Jusis", who can use the highest level of the Apocalypse and can spread his white wings freely.

"You can't be a priest, you never can. Neither you nor I can become a true priest. ”

"You win, then as the guardian of the legacy, I recognize that you are entitled to take back your own things while accepting your own death. But do you really want to take it back? This kind of boring stuff...... Didn't you hide it in the first place, why did you come back to get it?"

What was the "legacy"? Why could he never become a true priest, and what was the "he" he met at that time?

The more he thought about it, the more Ulysses sensed that some kind of danger was approaching him.

Soon, it came, and the more he recalled the past, the more he found the more fragments of memory, and the closer the truth of everything was to him.

The brilliance of countless stars began to cheer and began to fly. It was obviously daytime, but countless stars appeared in the sky above Kelong Island, and countless starlights were intertwined, and finally turned into a brilliant and beautiful sea of stars, as if celebrating whose return.

The dragons in the Dragon Island looked at the sky together, intoxicated by the beautiful starlight, and let out bursts of dragon roars.

However, for Ulysses, it was a real nightmare.

Because, he finally realized the cold truth that was eroding his memory and body.

That is the information contained in the mysterious starry sky magic that has helped him countless times, and the fragments of countless star memories are recorded.

It is a fragment of information that human beings can absolutely not bear, a fragment of the birth and death of the stars, and a fragment of the journey of the stars, which is something that even "gods" cannot bear infinitely.

When he used the starry sky magic again and again, these fragments naturally stayed in his body for some reason, and even formed that brilliant sea of stars in his inner world.

This sea of stars contained infinite power, and the magical power of the starry sky he used now was only an insignificant part of that starry sky.

This is by no means a normal phenomenon, ordinary starry sky magic only uses the power of these starlights, but he directly fused these starlights and began to become the origin of these starlights.

The fragments of countless stars come together to form the prototype of some kind of huge will, which is the essence of "cold".

That "coldness" does not belong to any life, but comes from a higher level of rules, the memory of the starry sky.

Human time is so insignificant in the face of the starry sky memory in "100 million" years. Stars exist, and the time of death is tens of millions of times longer than that of humans, even if the stars themselves are annihilated in the starry sky, they will leave countless fragments scattered in the infinite void.

Everything about human beings, in the face of this ancient mystery, is just a dreamlike bubble.

And for Ulysses, this is the biggest nightmare.

(To be continued)