"Me"

"yes, you."

Speaking of this, Ramastia was not in a hurry, she just reached out and withdrew the fluorescence next to her, turning into a small circular lamp and flying into the distance, and it was only at this time that Fisher faintly heard that there seemed to be an indescribable voice outside the inverted triangle building.

"Buzz"

The small lamp led the other direction of the empty space, and out of the darkness revealed a wooden table and two chairs, and for some reason, Fisher's heart trembled slightly when he saw them, as if some kind of inspiration had been triggered.

"Come and sit here for a while, you've just experienced a big battle, and you should be tired."

The tables and chairs don't quite look like the creations of the Ramastians."

"Yes, we all live in the water, and even the liftoff instruments are all water, and we don't need this at all. Those were made by the contributor to the handbook that Yaren Niang, who used to stay here and talk to me. ”

"What is the conversation about me?"

"Some are related, some are not."

Ramastia said so honestly, and Fisher came to this point. Her avatar sat down on one side of the wooden table and chair, and pointed to the other to guide her to her seat.

As Fisher was about to sit down, the avatar tentacles of Azantos on his body suddenly appeared, and he looked languid, but he still lay down on the wooden table with familiarity and comfort, as if it was not the first time he had done so.

"Bah."

At that time, Fisher used the authority of Azanros with the help of it, and it withered and disappeared, in fact, the serious injuries at that time were mainly caused by borrowing the authority of Azanros, otherwise it would not have been so easily eroded by the power of Heon.

The authority of Azanros is too strong, and it is not at the same level as Dallasgon's, and there is a great burden when using it.

At this moment, looking at the tentacles lying on the wooden table and stretching out, Fisher saw four square Chinese characters engraved on the wooden table where Ramastia was sitting, he couldn't read it, and just thought about writing down the preparation and relying on Yaren Niang to complete the manual to translate, but Ramastia took the first step to explain,

"This line is the nickname given to me by the contributor to the Lady of Asia's Manual, who, after listening to my story with the Ramastians, said that I resemble the gods of her homeland. In her homeland, she believed in a deity who not only looked exactly like people, but could be their ancestors or celebrities, and who were in charge of the rules of nature utilitarianly, otherwise people would not believe in Him, so she kindly gave me a title similar to that of her homeland."

【Loving Mother】

This is the title given to Ramastia by the sub-human mother.

Fisher looked at the Chinese character that suddenly knew the meaning, and suddenly asked with some curiosity,

"What's the name of the contributor to the handbook?"

"Who knows, she's never told anyone her real name, it's all just some code name."

"Is that so?"

"I miss seeing Azanoros, because he was always there, and I thought he was far away from our mess."

Ramastia didn't continue, but looked down at the twisted tentacles lying on the table, and a look of nostalgia appeared on his face, and then he said,

"In the battle I mentioned earlier, because I was stronger than any god except Dream, I was the one who came out on top. The battle had been going on for an unknown amount of time, and I was bent on ending it, so I was the first to enter the twisted space that was said to contain the mystery of creation. He was accompanied by like-minded crows, Dallasgon, Aniebatos, and Oyun. There, together we witnessed the so-called 'Mystery of Creation'.

"The secret it contains is not about creation at all, but a teleportation coordinate that can meet the great gods, and through that information and distorted space, Heven and I instantly traveled through the infinite depths and darkness to find the true body of the great sage."

Fisher was slightly stunned, and also looked down at the tentacle avatar lying on the table and pretending to be dead, and answered,

"That great deity is the secret Azanoros?"

"That's right. That's all, there's been so much strife involved, that's all we've gotten. We found the true form of Azanoros, and He was so surprised that we could find Him that he gave us a chance to see Him again, and after a few tenths of a second He disappeared again, unobserved. ”

"This"

"Isn't that ridiculous?"

Fisher couldn't say anything, but Ramastia picked up what he hadn't finished.

Even now, Lamastia's mouth still exudes a thick sarcasm and sigh,

"You're right, Fisher. The rest of the gods had higher pursuits, for even the mere appearance of the essence of Azan Ross yielded unimaginable wisdom, and we did learn a great deal from it. But we don't want to do it after all, we just feel sad. You must have thought that the battle in which I had participated would have accidentally destroyed the civilization of the Ramastians, and that I had turned against the Heons and betrayed the so-called alliance

"But ironically, this did not happen, and with my participation in the war, the flames of war did not spread to that star, but by the time I went to the war and then met Azanna, a long time had passed, and the Lamastias had perished in the years of their own accord, and I knew this, so I felt lost and doubted the meaning of the existence of the universe and the gods.

"After the visit to Azandros, we wandered in a strange and silent galaxy, with the knowledge and mysteries that seemed meaningless to us, but we don't know if it was a trick of fate, and just as we wandered in the desolate galaxy where no gods seemed to live, I don't know how long it was, we unexpectedly discovered a wonder that we could not comprehend, a treasure that truly rivaled the mystery of creation."

Ramastia's tone was eerie, and his gaze slowly moved from the avatar of Azanrose on the table to Fisher in front of him.

Just as her words fell, the entire dark crystal behind her seemed to disappear in an instant, revealing the darkness of the spiritual world outside, Ramastia remained motionless, but the entire space behind her was suddenly cut by the azure brilliance A huge gap, briefly parting the scarlet mist.

"Boom!"

Taking advantage of the gap between the scarlet mist, Fisher raised his eyes and saw a faint area of the spiritual realm at the end of the scarlet mist's field of vision, which shimmered with a little fluorescence and stretched across the entire spiritual realm like a galaxy.

Beneath the bright, ocean-like soul aura, a trickle of fluorescent light was flowing through the scarlet mist without hindrance, connecting in the direction of the crack, looking like a river connecting the ocean and the land.

In the midst of the darkness and scarlet mist that Fisher could not see, the only light was still so bright and beautiful, announcing to Fisher the subtle design of the gods who had created it all at the time.

It is conceivable that when the spiritual pollution has not yet occurred, the sea of souls should be more beautiful, just like the confused gods saw it in the universe.

"That's the Sea of Souls?"

"Well, back then. In the midst of that desolate and quiet galaxy, we stumbled upon a vast expanse of matter and souls that had never been confirmed to exist before. ”

Listening to Ramastia's narrative, Fisher once again remembered that there is no "soul" outside the confines to prove existence.

In fact, within the barrier, even with all kinds of bizarre and strange evidence such as the manifestation of the Sea of Souls and the Southern Continent, human beings are still arguing, and it is conceivable how far the souls from outside will argue.

To take the simplest rebuttal point, taking human beings as an example, assuming that souls exist, human beings have experienced the development of civilization, and there are more individuals alive in a certain period of time than the total number of people who have died in the past, so where do these extra individual souls come from?

But at that time, Ramastia, who saw the flow of souls, seemed to have found an explanation.

What if the total number of souls was not based on one civilization, but on the entire universe?

He was not sure that the total number of souls in the universe was fixed, but he could be sure that souls must have flowed between civilizations, because through his and Hecrow's persistent research, they soon discovered that all of these pure souls had some readable information on them, confirming that they all came from the same civilization in the same direction.

At the place where the sea of souls converged, they also sensed that there was a distorted phenomenon, and they believed that it was the special place that caused the otherwise invisible soul matter to appear and converge, and soon, with the dedicated efforts of several gods, they discovered more about the nature of the soul.

As Fisher discovered, the soul and the carrier are mutually influential, and the tangible soul can even be injected directly into the stone, so that it has consciousness and wisdom, and has direct creative energy

"Azanros, who dwells in secrecy, is unmoved by external objects, and in the space in which he exists, all the rules and gods of the outside world cannot penetrate into it, and he stays in that 'vacuum' of silence to meditate and be contented, which gives me and Crow a great shock and a little envy.

"The rules of the outside world cannot be effective, the gods cannot interfere, the beauty is eternal, and the world belongs to us forever, such an existence is a fatal temptation for any existence, and even more so for us who are confused and yearn for the stagnant beauty, so when we look at the sea of souls, an extremely bold idea bursts out of our minds.

"With this huge mass of souls, with the help of Azanros and our strength, we may be able to create a world of our own, undisturbed by the outside world, and without the rules of the outside world, just as we created the universe."

So, the gods of that time sank into the sea of souls they had discovered, into their "plan of creation."

In Lamystia's vision, there should be a wonderful civilization in the center of their new world, free from the interference of the gods, who would no longer mourn like a death knell but would be part of the shelter for them.

So they left with the sea of tangible souls and the mysteries of Azandros, and did not return to their homeland, but only found a corner of the galaxy to take root, and they asked Azanos to lower the barrier that had never been greater, and to live in seclusion in their own world.

As he was told, Azandros did so, and descended into the sky a barrier so powerful that almost any existence in the universe could not find it, enveloping the gods and the new world they were about to be born into, cutting off everything outside, including the rules.

Within the confines, the gods began to create their own world and order.

Owen used his mighty power across the galaxy to knock out a very different substance from the outside, like a jewel held in the palm of his hand, to prevent his authority from affecting the fragile and delicate creation; The crow sealed his consciousness, restrained his nature, and became a part of the treasure; Dallasgon carefully wrapped it, cutting it off from the boundaries of the gods' interference; Aniebatos weaves the rules by which the world works, defining time and space.

In the end, Lamystia used all his power to fabricate the creatures that belonged to them, and took out the dusty souls in the sea of souls to communicate with the world and create creatures that belonged to them.

And the problem also appeared at this moment.

"We are just too stupid and ignorant to realize that something is wrong, even if there are signs at the time, and we are still immersed in the joy of doing our part and creating our own world."

"Boom!!"

Ramatia raised his hand, and three huge figures appeared in front of Fisher like a tide, and when Fisher looked up, he saw a huge illusory tree, a huge dragon, and a humanoid with countless bright wings.

The World Tree Euctrahir, the Dragon God Femabah, the Lock of the Heavens, the Yahweh.

That's it, three demigods!

"You should know that the three demigods are powerful beings born from the power of all our gods, you think that is my preference, but in fact, the truth is that we had to work together."

The problem arises from the process of forging living beings in Ramastia.

Fisher had already seen just now that the Ramastians were completely devoid of human shapes, and according to Ramastia's description, the rest of the gods also lived in extremely distant galaxies like him, and even the human race had never met them, so how could they create such a thing out of thin air that was exactly the same as the transferred people?

If you want to build it, it must be the appearance of the Lamastias that Lamastia is familiar with and preferred, right? But why do you look at all the "sub-humans" or humans themselves in this world, except for the three demigods?

It was all because Lamatia was horrified to discover that when he used the soul of the Sea of Souls, the marks engraved on that soul were completely indelible, so that whatever creature he created would be reversed into human form after a period of evolution! There are human characteristics!

If you twist it strongly, if you don't use enough power, you will completely turn into a twisted monster and become a failure.

The souls, all from a civilization in its original galaxy, Lamastia thought that the souls were pure enough to be completely like newborn beings except for a few traces, but in reality they were not.

Lamatia was amazed, but still did not believe in evil, so he united the forces of all the gods except the crow to balance the degree to which the soul traces affected the living beings.

The four gods, the great power of the five authorities, worked hard to create two intelligent beings that looked [completely human] but still corresponded to some of the information in the soul trace, and their names were given in honor of the indelible mark on the soul.

Seeing this, Lamastia had to give up the original idea of creating a creature that suited his heart.

Therefore, in the world, no matter how Ramastia created the creatures, the creatures created were all based on the [human] in the depths of the soul as a template.

Therefore, all the creatures in this world are all sub-humans!!

Fisher broke out in a cold sweat when he heard this, and Ramastia's expression became bitter.

"You're right, the source of the sea of souls comes from the civilization in the homeland of the transferred people, so when they enter this world, you will find that they are exactly the same as humans."

“.”

In fact, at this point, the horror of the soul has already been revealed, even if it is such a pure derivative creation, the soul will still have such a powerful tendency to distort the carrier before it is used, and even the combined force of the five powers cannot be reversed, and no such phenomenon has occurred in any wisdom in the universe.

It's just a creation.

Does this seem to have something to do with the place where they discovered the Sea of Souls in the first place? Or is this group of souls special? Or is there a problem with the carrier made by Lamastia?

Since the gods had accumulated unimaginable knowledge of this first appearance, none of the gods had an answer to it, so the gods decided to contact Azandros through the barrier, and from then on, Azanos outside the barrier was strangely lost.

At that moment, the whole world under the fence was instantly transformed into a dark island of ignorance to the outside world, and the barrier was completely transformed into an unbreakable cage from then on, although Ramastia had never intended to go out.

The gods didn't know that they had inadvertently made a big mistake, and the subhuman civilization in the world became more and more prosperous, and the light covered the darkness outside the barrier, so that the gods were immersed in this beautiful beauty.

Until one day, the fence just broke a gap that was not big or small, just right, [only in but not out], [authority cannot enter].

Hearing this, Fisher finally understood what the gods had done when they created the world, and he narrowed his eyes as he looked at Ramastia and asked,

"The sea of souls isn't naturally formed at all, it's something with a master, right?"

"It's worse than that, Fisher."

Ramatia sighed and made an analogy,

"We were like desperate beggars who saw a wonderful treasure box in the depths of the dark depths, and we were fascinated by its purpose, so we greedily brought it back, along with the treasures it contained.

"As everyone knows, the treasure box is the treasure of the god of death, and the reality at that time is that the treasure box and the treasures in it are inseparable, but we are so ignorant that we only saw the treasure box, and did not find the existence of the treasure."

“.”

"And a long time ago, the Grim Reaper came to the door with his scythe in tow."

Fisher took a deep breath, he raised his eyes to look at the brilliant soul stream outside the scarlet mist outside the triangular building, his heart moved slightly, and he was just about to say something, but the entire spirit world suddenly shook.

"Buzz"

"What's going on?"

Fisher soon realized that it was not the entire spirit world that was trembling, but the scarlet mist that filled it, which was constantly shaking, as if it had suddenly been stimulated by something.

He quickly turned his head to look outside, and Ramastia also stood up with a serious expression, looked at the scarlet mist around him, and whispered to Fisher,

"It's the power of dreams that vibrates."

"Dreams, spiritual pollution, how can it"

Fisher was slightly stunned, and soon found that the scarlet mist that was everywhere in the spirit world suddenly swooped towards the crack like a moth that had found light.

He was puzzled, obviously the crack was still intact, but why did the spiritual pollution suddenly riot, did something happen?

Ramastia's face was calm, he glanced at the darkness around him, and seemed to quickly know what was happening, he sighed, and said,

"He has found His lost soul."

"At this time?"

Ramastia was also helpless, but her expression was quite calm, and at this moment Fisher realized that under the blue light on her body, her figure seemed to have a little illusory meaning.

"But don't worry, thanks to you, the gap is still there, and he still can't break through it without the pedestal. Now it's all about the future, but don't worry, you need to rest for a while, and leave it to me for now. ”

“.”

Looking at Teresa's appearance, the figure of Lamastia became more and more illusory, this feeling of "leave it to me, you rest" Fisher never seemed to have been, he had always been busy in front of him, so at this moment, when he heard Lamastia say this, he was still in a bit of a trance.

It's like a tired Nari worker who suddenly looks at his family anxiously when he is idle, and asks them,

"What about me, what do I do?"

Ramatia smiled and turned her head, with a mother-like love in her eyes.

"You can start by reading your sub-mother's completion manual, you should have read a lot of other manuals and met certain conditions to unlock the items in it; After you have risen in the ranks, if you are really idle, you can go outside from here, and I have left you the coordinates on the table, where an old friend of yours is waiting to meet you. ”

"Is it Renee?"

Fisher stood up with some excitement and said with a twinkle in his eyes.

But Ramastia just smiled and shook her head mercilessly,

"It's your father-in-law."

Fisher sat down again.

After thinking about it for a while, there is a lot of danger in the spirit world, he has already finished reading the death supplement manual and the life completion manual, and he still has the fate completion manual on his body and has not read it, so he read three books in a row at once, according to the progress of one rank at a time, he will be able to reach the nineteenth rank after reading them all, and it will be safer to walk in the spirit world at that time.

Moreover, there was so much that Ramatia had just said, and even though there were some unfinished details, there was already enough information for him to digest, especially about himself.

However, if he is not a demigod, he can't face the gods, and he still has some curiosity about Renee's body.

Well, although Renee said not to look at His being, and Fisher understood that curiosity kills cats, but.

Who told him not to be able to resist it?

Seeing Fisher sit down decisively, Ramastia stopped talking, but instantly disappeared in place like an illusion, as if it were just a phantom.

Outside of the upside-down triangular building, there was a roar, as if some terrifying entity had left the place and headed in the direction of the crack.

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