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Livihid ascended, and the floating city of large islands rose into the sky, surrounded by layers of white clouds, incomparably sacred.

The kingdom of dragons in the old era has been transformed into a holy city brought by the Creator in the new era. Thousands of years later, the descendants of humanity now see the city of Levished in the sky as the place where miracles began, the embodiment of heaven in reality.

They would bow to the Sky Castle, prostrate and prostrate all the way to this place from all over the world, and be proud of dying on the pilgrimage route.

The people of the Garden of Eden will eventually forget the glorious and gloomy history of the five epochs on this planet, and they will also forget the older eras, and let the ancient gods be buried in the dust of history. They called their own era the Golden Age, and their history began on the day Levised ascended to the sky, and will be accompanied by the radiance of God into the eternal future.

However, before this history officially began, Levihid was temporarily used to block the further gaze of the fallen Mother Goddess.

As a former realm of reality that had been contaminated by the invasion of the forces of the Chaos Sea, it was able to resist the gaze of the Fallen Mother Goddess with extreme feminine power with relative ease, and could even act as a smaller astral realm to plug the biggest gap in the barrier that was about to shatter.

The humans on the ground looked at the heavenly city in shock, and this intuitive miracle caught everyone's attention at once.

The kingdom of the dreamer hangs in the sky, and the sun shines on the vast ocean of the subconscious.

God has taken everything into His own hands.

……

“…… What is that? ”

Leonard stared blankly at the sky in the distance, and in the center of the sun, a black silhouette in the shape of a city appeared.

"An island flying in the sky? What's that, old man? ”

He thought through the myths and legends that he remembered, and even the Level 0 seals that had been partially revealed to his safety, but he still had no clue. However, Pales was also silent, and Leonard could feel that the old angel seemed to be observing the island city flying in the sky, and was even a little shocked, but the other party did not talk to him or tell him what it was.

"I'm not sure if I'm right." It was a long time before Pales spoke.

"If, I mean if, if I'm right, it's probably the mythical dragon nation of the Tertiary Age, Levihid, which is the only city in the sky for several epochs, but it should have crashed in the Tertiary."

Livihed ...... Leonard heard the term for the first time.

There is not much history left in the Quaternary period, most of which are not allowed to be excavated and made public, and Leonard has seen more than once that the excavated Quaternary relics were directly blown up after being identified by the church. Archaeology is not forbidden, but deliberately hidden. Even the history of the last epoch is so impermeably hidden, not to mention the myths of the Tertiary Age and even earlier.

Dragon King Angleweed, the first time he saw this name was in the textbook of the senior deacon of the church, and then he knew that it was the content of the general education textbook on the side of the Silver City in the Eastern Continent.

"Of course, maybe it's a whole new city."

Parles immediately added: "After all, I have only heard of the existence of Livishid, and its specific image has not even survived as a portrait. But what I do know for sure is that it must be some kind of symbol, driven by a certain being, with a special meaning and purpose. ”

Does that mean I don't come near or explore? Leonard nodded, "I see." ”

At this point, Anderson happened to pass by, and he pretended that he had just arrived, and did not notice Leonard's behavior of talking into the air, and Leonard straightened his sleeve as if nothing happened. But at this moment, Parles suddenly asked:

"Have you seen the sun?"

"Huh?"

"It's just hallucinations, shallow dreams...... Forget it, it's useless to talk to you, sleepless one, or rather, to suddenly want to get something related to the sun, or even to pray to the sun god, the creator, or something. ”

Sun? Leonard looked up suspiciously:

"The sun is in the sky. As for what you said, I don't feel it at all. ”

After saying that, he looked at Anderson and briefly repeated the question of Pales, and Anderson also shook his head, and wrote with an honest smile: "I have a similar attitude towards any god, and I only pray when I need to, and I don't feel particularly convinced of the sun. ”

"It's okay."

After hearing the two of them's answers, Pales whispered, and then skipped the topic. Just when Leonard was confused, he slowly and thoughtfully said: "The next time you pray to the 'fool', by the way, help me convey my attitude, I hope to be an angel under the seat of the 'fool', the specific content can be decided by you." ”

Leonard's eyes widened suddenly, and he asked, with some surprise but not too much surprise:

"Old man, why did you suddenly make a decision?"

"I remember that you had a lot of worries before, and you still guessed his identity with me, Zarathu stayed, and you still ...... Did you notice something again? Is there something dangerous going on that forces you to seek refuge as a 'fool'? ”

"You don't need to know that."

"I've already made a statement when I'm here, and now I'm just being more explicit," Parles said. ”

Leonard nodded in understanding, and Parles said no more.

The soul possessed by the secret puppet and Leonard did not produce such special hallucinations, but he was dazzled to see the sun rising, and even had the urge to praise the sun, which was too abnormal. It just so happens that the legendary Levihid corresponds to the Visionary, and if there is no power against him, it proves that the one who now has the symbol of the "sun" has begun to exert his powers, and Leonard and that Anderson have avoided being affected because of the power related to the Source Castle.

Pales stole away the little yearning for the sun that had arisen in his mind, but the power of the "thief" did not include the mind after all, and he stole his current thoughts, and after a while he couldn't help but think of the sun.

Probably only "Source Fort" can cover this psychological suggestion...... Pales found himself feeling a little weak for help.

……

In the subconscious ocean, Livised had vanished, but the light and shadow figures were still standing in place.

When Merlin looked over, a smile seemed to appear on its ethereal, flowing light and shadow face, full of mockery and sarcasm. At the same time, Merlin vaguely saw a black illusory figure standing on the shoulders of the humanoid, which at first glance looked like a person, but the wide shadow edges resembled the shape of a bird.

"Amon?"

"No, it's not simple pollution without thoughts? It's possible that it's really weak, but from the time it shouts 'Mystery', it may mean that the guy in the Sea of Chaos has noticed it...... I didn't perceive this, is it the power of 'wrong'? ”

And this kind of thing?

"Sure enough, Amon has been completely polluted, and even if he takes the extraordinary characteristics back, he will have to place it on the source fort for a long time to cover the pollution and re-accommodate, not to mention that there is a high probability that he will not be able to get it back, but is God showing off to me?"

Merlin felt that he really couldn't understand God's thoughts, but there was an inexplicable feeling in his heart that he had been successfully defrauded, as if his dignity as a "fraudster" had been challenged, but when he thought about it, he had never been a fraudster. Without waiting for the other party to continue to do anything, Merlin directly used the power of Hermes to escape from the subconscious ocean and take away the remains of those angelic dragons.

"Great Lord......"

"The All-Knowing and All-Powerful Sun ......"

However, as soon as He returned to the earth, he heard the sound of prostration, the prayers of the prostrategists, in his town.

This is a city that worships the god of the sea, and the plants have grown incomparably huge under the light of the moon just now, almost turning this place into a dense primeval forest city. Some plants have undergone horrific mutations, growing limbs that resemble humans or other animals, and the petals of blooming flowers have marks like human faces, and eyes pop out of the trunks, while some plants do not look the same, but the branches are very long and long, and from a distance they seem to have a few extra arms, and the next moment they will wave and grasp everything around them.

Merlin even saw what appeared to be several corpses in the corners of the streets and alleys, dragged into the depths little by little by tangled in the vines and roots of the plants. The ends of the roots of these plants glow a suspicious red, making it suspicious that they have sucked blood.

However, the people around them turned a blind eye to this, and they only knelt down and prayed to the Creator.

The Rorsted Islands once believed in indigenous gods such as the god of the sea, and later became a colony of Rune, and as an island religion is also more storm-oriented, there has never been a time when the "sun" has become the mainstream of faith.

However......

This is the belief area of the "sea god", the garrison of the rebels, and now the name of the creator is recited one after another.

Merlin was shocked and then dissatisfied, and finally fell silent, he thought of the ironic smile in the ocean of his subconscious and the sun hanging high in the illusory sky, and he realized that people's beliefs will always change imperceptibly, and everyone will eventually go to God, unless he makes every believer tainted with the breath of the Source Castle, but this is definitely not a long-term solution.

Just then, the wind blew beside him, and Alger Wilson appeared at Merlin's side.

His clothes were soaked, and his spirit was still a little unstable, so he immediately lowered his head to Merlin. This newly promoted "Priest of Calamity" was successfully promoted after supporting more than ten minutes in the sea storm he created, and it was incredibly smooth. But when he saw the expression on the angel's face, his mood instantly fell to the bottom, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

When the person in charge came, Merlin asked bluntly:

"What's going on here?"

The cold sweat on Alger's body suddenly became more, making it impossible to tell whether it was residual seawater or sweat:

“…… The believers seem to have been affected by extensive psychic hypnosis, and they are usually very religious. Probably because of the abnormal change that happened just now, they had a bad mood, and I will immediately take the role of the god of the sea and perform miracles to help them calm down. ”

He did his best to take the blame on himself.

"Even if you perform miracles, you won't be able to do anything now." Merlin said in a tone that was so calm that he thought it was weird.

His intuition told Alger that he shouldn't contradict an angel, but after a long silence, he said cautiously: "I will also seek the help of a psychiatrist to treat the hypnosis of the believers, who have been devout followers of the sea god for generations, probably because they were frightened, and I left for a while, so I chose another faith in despair and panic." ”

Merlin turned his head: "Then what if I tell you that the psychological hints they received came from a god and were hopeless?" ”

Alger's heart stopped beating for a moment, his Adam's apple rolled, and he replied with some uneasiness:

"I will beg Mr. 'Fool' to intervene and save His devout believers."

Merlin was silent for a few seconds, he looked at the kneeling on the ground in front of him, more devout than a devout believer of the sea god, and thought of Rune's people who had changed their thoughts and beliefs several times in a short period of time under the influence of the gods, and for a moment he felt extremely tired and troubled. Alger and Leonard are members of the Tarot Society who are favored by the Source Castle, but is it really necessary for him to give every believer some of the breath of the Source Castle? Even if they do, will they be able to live their lives without being taken away by the sun in their hearts and souls?

He took out a coin, but he didn't toss it.

He felt as if he was resisting something, he was already feeling extremely tired and irritable, but he still didn't dare to flip the coin, he was afraid that he would see the reverse side up.

"Based on what you know about the 'fools,' do you think the 'fools' would be willing to save all converted believers?"

Merlin wanted an answer, or a reason for his next move, but he asked about Alger. - Faced with this question, Alger's first reaction was to be tempted and reminded. He immediately felt that the angel was reminding him not to speculate on the gods by his own thoughts, so he decisively bowed his head and gave a less explicit answer:

"In my heart, Mr. 'Fool' is a benevolent deity, praise Him."

"But I am the one who wants believers to be saved, and I am not hoping or asking Mr. 'Fool' to do anything."

“…… Is it? ”

Alger felt that his answer was very good, but he saw that the angel suddenly had no expression on his face. He was stunned for a moment, secretly saying bad things in his heart, but he couldn't think of where he said the wrong thing.

"The foundation of the Poseidon Church is the rebels, and as for the rest of the people, their faith is free." Merlin casually spoke, "But the rebels will not be willing to leave their homeland, and if the people are all converted, maybe their belief in the god of the sea will not be able to continue...... Alger Wilson, get out of here, your duties are over. ”

"Give up the Rorsted Islands and take your descendants to Vrsack, the god of the sea is no longer needed here, and the god of the sea is not needed here."

Alger was stunned, unable to hide his loss.

"Yes."

TBC

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I knew it was best not to express my negative emotions to the reader, but I finally understood why the closer I got to the end, the more I looked at my work, I tried my best and was not ugly, but I was still not satisfied, it turned out that it was not what I wanted to write.

But what can I do, I can't write what I want to write.

Also, it's weird, these are all relative, if I hadn't been fished out by the editor, I wouldn't have signed a contract and wouldn't have written so much, but if I wasn't signed, I could write freely. But overall, this HE is really HE.,After all, what's better HE than fighting the old love in the growth period.,It's an unexpected joy.,It's too easy.,It's still more difficult to mention when I go back to write BE.。

Alas, it is said that I use BE to hang my appetite, but why am I also hanging from the hope of writing BE.

I would have written a nanny essay if I knew it! At least I won't reflect on my babysitter in my nanny article!

Okay, sad time is over.,Wait for me to write BE and Fanwai for free, and then write it a little simpler, I'll see how to screen.。

I adjusted my mood a bit, and I realized that I really cared about the criticism of readers who were complaining about old love and decay, who felt that I was the main character, but was cut like this, and even felt that I was deliberately defrauding. I realized that it was all comments that I genuinely loved and looked forward to my character and portrayal, so I had a harder time letting go.

These words should have been left in the closing speech, but now I really can't help it, and I don't feel angry or dissatisfied when I see this kind of speech, I just feel very frustrated.

Sometimes I can't help but wonder if it was a wrong decision to start writing, and I was pleasantly surprised when I was signed up for the job of moving the document to save it, but I never expected it to be the first blow when the plot entered the middle and late stages and I needed to show my skills. I'm sure at least everyone can see the foreshadowing of the Demon Family, but it still can't be written.

In the middle and late stages, the rivalry of Lao Ai and Ke was directly cut into one on stage and one watching the play, I chased the outline and changed it back and forth, keeping the text, and the plot also had highlights and originality, and it looked good overall, but it inevitably made some readers, including me, uneasy.

I really wasn't going to cheat, I feel like my first few hundred thousand words already express what I want to do.

I can't write the plot I want to write, I'm already very uncomfortable. But it's really useless to complain to me, or accuse me of fraud, because if I have a way to write it, people won't be upset. All I could do was save the things I couldn't write about until the end of the text, and decided to make the non-text parts all free.

(End of chapter)