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Outside the window, the sun sets.

Ling Ya opened her eyes, looked at the fading sky outside the window, and suddenly realized that she had forgotten something...... Okay, so do you say yes?

Ishna, though?

Standing up, moving her somewhat stiff body, Ling Ya scanned the room, and there was no change.

But there's one person missing, Eth.

"You can't go to class by yourself, and you won't call me. Ling Ya muttered to herself, her voice a little dissatisfied. She felt a pain in her head and seemed to have forgotten something, but she couldn't remember it.

Suddenly, as if it was a blessing to the soul, Ling Ya jumped out of bed and bent down to look under the bed.

Sure enough, there was a wild Ace Lori lying under the bed.

Ise slept under the bed and didn't know how she got down. Holding a book in his hand, with a gray cover, quaint and mysterious.

The four words that shone in gold sparkled on the cover, and even under the bed, there was not much light, it was still shiny.

Creation myths.

The name of the book, little Lori took out the book again.

Called a few little Lori, and found that Little Lori didn't mean to wake up. Ling Ya hurriedly reached out and pulled the little Lori out from under the bed.

Ace was still asleep after being pulled out, and she seemed to be sleeping soundly, at least the saliva at the corners of her mouth said something.

Even dragging and dragging, Ling Ya felt that the little Lori was so heavy for the first time. After carrying the little Lori to the bed, Ling Ya sat on the edge of the bed and gasped, but frowned when she glanced at the little Lori.

Ise still hadn't woken up, even though she had been tossed around by Ling Ya for a long time, she didn't look like she was going to wake up at all.

Eth's face was a little pale, and she looked like she had lost a lot of blood.

Ling Ya took out the creation myth from Xiao Lori's arms, looked at it, and was a little shocked.

"How many versions are this? how can there be such a strong divinity, almost an artifact. Ling Ya glanced at the little Lori who was still asleep, her mouth was still smashed, and her saliva was getting more and she stained the clothes on her chest, "It's a pity, there is something missing, otherwise it would be an artifact." ”

With regret, Ling Ya sighed. It's a pity, if this book had been born earlier, and had been around for a little longer, maybe it would have been comparable to an artifact.

Artifacts are those that have been used, touched, or even created by the gods.

The gods choose their masters, because they carry the divine nature, and the divine nature gives them the same spiritual wisdom as life. Artifacts can think, and some can even transform into creatures and walk across continents.

All this is because they have come into contact with God and have been tainted with the breath of God.

Compared with the real artifact, the creation myth that Ise took out just lacked intelligence, and there was no way to think like an artifact and find its own owner.

This is also the reason why Ise feels a pity, this book is praised with divinity, compared to the artifacts she has been exposed to before, Ling Ya said that this book gives her a feeling that is stronger than the knife.

The aura of the gods above is even stronger, and even as long as you hold this book, you will have a sense of tranquility and will be extremely relaxed.

Little Lori fell asleep because of this feeling.

Ling Ya thought to herself, completely ignoring the fact that she was also a loli.

Turning the first page, there seemed to be a force that prompted Ling Ya to open the book, and there seemed to be a voice whispering in her ear, the voice was seductive, with undisguised malice.

As far as I could see, it was a huge silver dragon.

It was an illustration that took up most of the first page. This is different from what Ise saw at the time.

The silver dragon soared through the starry sky, a pair of huge silver dragon wings seemed to wave up and down, and the stars flew and circled around her.

The giant dragon's head was raised upwards as if it were roaring.

The golden vertical pupils shone with an icy glow, and Ling Ya could almost hear the dragon's roar.

The silver dragon, the god of creation.

It turned out to be her?

Ling Ya's heart stirred, this was similar to the girl in military uniform who had turned into a dragon on the void ship in her dream. No, it's the same. It turns out that the silver dragon that created the world is a woman.

Ling Ya's eyes flashed with a faint glint called gossip, thinking. However, is there something wrong with your focus, girl?

Glancing at the blank space under the illustration, Ling Ya was stunned for a moment, and a fear lingered in her heart.

"I see you!" is not very long. The faint golden handwriting was clear, reflecting the warm white glow emitted by the magic crystal lamp.

Raising her head suddenly, Ling Ya looked at the illustration.

The silver dragon opened a pair of golden vertical pupils, cold without a trace of emotion, but its gaze seemed to pass through the paper, nailing straight to Ling Ya's face.

She was watching her.

Ling Ya was shocked, then frightened. Not sure why.

With a somewhat trembling hand, the second page was opened, and this one also had an illustration, which was not very large, taking up only a small part of the page.

The second page is also different from what Eth had seen.

Under a tree with withered yellow leaves, a child opens a pair of black eyes and raises his hands in the air, as if to embrace something.

Looking directly at the handwriting in the lower right corner, this time it was a green word, using a text that I don't know what it was, but Ling Ya could see it.

Beneath the World Tree, the last living beings crave embrace.

Some of them have no beginning or end, at least Ling Ya can't understand what these words are trying to say.

Without looking at the illustrations, Ling Ya directly turned the third page.

On the third page, it's pitch black. It's like a painted piece of paper, and it's like a starless sky at night. A deep blue.

If you look closely, a pair of gray eyes seem to be hidden in it.

Lowe.

A name appeared in Ling Ya's heart, and she didn't know why, but there was a faint sense of relief.

Page IV. Ise didn't turn the page, because by the time she saw the third page, she was already unconscious, and the power of divinity was beyond her ability to fully recover at that time.

It's a picture from a third perspective.

In the void, a huge and boundless warship, on which seems to be built a silver city.

At the bow of the ship, a few people stood there, watching the world that was slowly moving towards death in the distance.

Ling Ya saw her figure in it, her face was sad, and her tears couldn't stop flowing. But the others couldn't see clearly, Ling Ya could only see a silver figure, and the rest were blurry. Only a pair of dead gray eyes looked at her with a faint smile.

Ling Ya felt her heart beating violently, almost bursting out of her throat. There was some discomfort in the eyes, which was a sign that tears were about to well.

Her hand had reached the lower right corner of the book, and the fifth page had been revealed. Suddenly, Ling Ya felt that the whole world was shaking, and there were bursts of voices calling out her name in her ears.

When I opened my eyes, it was Eth......

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