Fierce flames lit up the sky, stars fell from high in the sky, and the fabric of space became fragile. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sad wails of the world are echoing, and there is a song that echoes, it is a sad song, but it is full of hope, and more of it is despair.

Endless despair.

In the palace built for himself by the Silver Dragon of Creation, the glorious Temple of Creation was a little dim at this moment.

A huge magic array shrouded the place, and the words of the gods lingered here, and there were cries echoing.

This is the last struggle of the last Protoss. All the gods who are still in this world are all guys who have a little hope and deceived themselves.

They believe that the Great Mother Goddess will return again and reforge this world so that this broken world can continue to exist.

After an unknown number of years of evolution, it is calculated. A magical ritual that theoretically resurrected the gods began with the Temple of Creation as the core.

Theoretically, this ritual can even resurrect the dead Protoss, but it is still unknown whether it can awaken the great primordial gods.

That's right, most of these gods who are still left in this world don't believe that the primordial gods will be lost, they all believe that the primordial gods have just fallen into a deep sleep and will wake up soon.

So they waited in this world, and they waited for an unknown number of years, until there were only the last twelve of the Protoss left.

These twelve god clan owners once had a priesthood that only god kings could have, balancing this world.

With the strength of one clan, they used the souls and bodies of all the gods to jointly perform a huge ritual. They sacrificed themselves in an attempt to awaken the great primordial gods.

Clearly, they failed.

Because after their death, the glorious age of the gods came to an end in an instant, and what remained was the age of mortals.

Countless years have passed, and their glory has been crushed by time and buried by history. The only people who mourn them may be their former brothers, the ancient dragons who are not dead, and the Titans who sleep in the hunting area.

The primordial gods did not wake up, perhaps because they did not hold this ritual with the pyramid of the four tribes as the core, and without the body of the primordial god here, with an ethereal sword, how could they awaken the great primordial god.

Moreover, that sword was not the sword of the primordial god, it was the only sword from nothingness.

From the invaders who accidentally broke into this world and caused the war of the four primordial gods to be finally wiped out.

So what exactly this sword will awaken seems to be clear at a glance.

But none of the eleven remaining Protoss knew this, and it was questionable what they had awakened, and of course it was very likely that they had not awakened anything.

The only one who sees the end can't speak, because as the god of prophecy, she knows better than anyone else that some things, even if they are not absolute, are likely to become true when they are spoken, or they are unrecognizable.

She didn't dare to gamble, she couldn't even stop it, and her best friend didn't even answer when she asked, but pretended not to know anything, saying that everything was going to be good for the better.

A few days and nights before the ritual was to be completed, as the god of prophecy, she could clearly feel the joy and confidence that came from her siblings.

But she who can see my future does know that their end can't be changed, and she can't even say it.

In the last moments, she wrote a letter to the future of her. She didn't know why she saw her voice in the lower reaches of the River of Time, even if it was a slight difference, but she was sure it was herself.

Even if she snuggles in someone else's arms, it's still her.

The ceremony began, and unsurprisingly, failed.

The backlash was powerful, and almost instantly, the eleven gods who possessed the most powerful power in the world lost all their breath, and their souls and bodies were all devoured, and finally turned into a transparent crystal.

This is a relic of the Godhead.

Except for her named Tia, for some reason, she did not die with her brothers and sisters, but instead devoured the power of her brothers and sisters, and then slowly fell into a deep sleep.

In a trance, she seemed to see an incomparably powerful being, taking away several pieces of godhead from the dome embedded with the Creation Temple.

I remember that they represented the three godheads of the sun, the moon, and the stars.

......

"I've been asleep for I don't know how many years, I don't know when I woke up, I don't know when I became yours, but I know, and I'm sure, that I'm you, and you're me. We are not perfect, or we have never been perfect. It's you or me. ”

The beautiful handwriting appeared and disappeared on the paper, and Ise frowned, her mind a little confused, and now she found that the knowledge in her head seemed to be of no use at all.

She suddenly realized that she still remembered a lot of things.

But whether it's disassembling a mecha with bare hands, assembling a single fleet, or how to be a good mech, these knowledge is completely useless now.

Ise doesn't touch time, because she doesn't belong to this time, similar to Luoyo, but different.

So Ace didn't know how to prophesy, so she couldn't see what Tia had seen, even though it was herself.

raised her head and glanced at Luo You, but her eyes were avoided, it was obvious that Luo You knew something, but she couldn't say it or didn't dare to say it.

Ease would not embarrass her daughter, she turned her head to look at Luo Yi, who was frowning, and decisively ignored it.

Ling Ya was losing her mind, as if she had thought of something, as if she was simply in a daze. But there was a great sadness gathering in her small body, a terrifying feeling.

Sui Yan covered his mouth, seemingly surprised, but it was obvious that this one would never say anything.

Thoughts fly away, but you can't feel the place you once familiar, whether it's the coordinates of the stars or the place that is called a node beyond time and space.

At this moment, Ise suddenly had the illusion that she was abandoned by the whole world, and it seemed that there was a wordless despair gnawing at her heart little by little.

Gradually, I remembered the seductive voice in my ears again.

"Swap ......"

In the next second, Ise suddenly found herself in a gentle embrace, Luo Yi ......

At this time, a line of pale gold handwriting appeared on the "Prophecy of Hetiah", which was a very mysterious handwriting, as if it appeared directly in the void, which was incompatible with the book.

But Ise felt a faint sense of relief from this line of words, just seeing these words made her can't help but feel relieved, just like a bear child who had caused a big accident and found that the backer was coming.