Alone, Cohen walked the wild land for decades.

Wear the stars and the moon, day and night. He has crossed mountains, walked through moors, crossed forests, waded through rivers, crossed deserts, forced swamps, and faced thunderstorms. Unlike in the past, the landscape of Kaos is now more and more changeable and dangerous.

He'd seen a hydra as tall as a mountain, and he'd slain a giant worm lurking beneath a sea of sand. Along the way, although the power from the special substance no longer increased in strength after a period of time, the energy that came from itself became more than a step stronger.

Gradually, after defeating a two-headed monster bird that can breathe thunder, in order to deal with the powerful enemies on the land, Cohen began to explore what this energy derived from flesh and blood was, how to strengthen it, and how to use it better.

But Cohen has no teacher, and no one can be his teacher in this area, he is the first, and currently the only. So Cohen had to study it by himself, and the only reference was the golden gelatin that melted into his body.

Although the information it instills is mostly useless, there is still some valuable content. With this knowledge, Cohen gradually understood the nature of some of his powers, especially the most critical breakthrough in the energy in his body.

On the day of the collapse of Mount Kinabalu, Cohen once broke the bottleneck in the crisis and allowed the energy in his body to go further. And after that bottleneck is broken, the most intuitive embodiment is that his physical body can touch the law to a certain extent.

At first, Cohen didn't know what the law was, but the knowledge instilled by the mysterious substance made up for his lack of knowledge. And the two unexpected existences he met a few years ago further answered his doubts.

Of course, this also shattered the sense of sanctity of the gods in his heart a little more.

"Otherworldly realm, 'legendary' is really an ironic title."

Rather than having a social meaning like 'legend', Cohen prefers simple numbers to describe his power.

He called the state in which he first gave birth to energy the 'first order', the state in which the energy could temporarily increase the body as the 'second order', and the realm that could extend it to external objects and hurt people in the air were the 'third order' and 'fourth order', respectively.

As for going further, the realm called 'transcendental' and 'legendary' is also rightfully called the fifth order by Cohen.

Now, he felt that he should have made another breakthrough, which was called a 'high-level legend' by that person, and it was also the last step before the 'self-generated divinity', but when it came to Cohen, he simply called it the 'sixth order'.

But at this point, he once again felt that he had encountered an insurmountable hurdle. Cohen didn't pay much attention to this, after all, judging from the experience of recent years, looking at the earth, there are few people who are his opponents.

All the way east, until today, the new generation of humans he has been looking for is actually in front of him.

It's just that Cohen doesn't know what to do for a while, should he go directly to contact them, or do he secretly observe them for a while?

"Hey, the one up ahead—"

As he pondered, a shout came from behind. Cohen was stunned for a moment, but immediately realized that he was shouting at himself.

Perhaps because of the long time gap, although the language used by the other party is actually derived from the same human beings of the Golden Age, there is already a big difference in the middle. However, if you recognize it carefully, you can still understand what the other party is saying.

"—where did you come from, and what are you doing standing here?"

"Look at you like this, are you in trouble in the wild?"

Turning around, Cohen saw that not far away, a young man was looking at him like a precious animal.

The stranger in front of him was wrapped in animal skins, but there was no dust on his body. It looks a little embarrassed, but it gives people an inexplicable sense of oppression.

However, although there are contradictions between the bronze humans today, there have been no vicious incidents of attacking each other. Therefore, although Cohen is not very easy to mess with, the young man is not afraid of him at all.

"What are you doing standing stupidly, you shouldn't be from Jumu Town, I haven't seen you."

Walking forward, the young man patted Cohen on the shoulder without notice.

"Well, yes."

"I've got something to do here."

Trying to mimic the other man's accent, Cohen nodded in response.

Feeling the touch on his shoulder, he was a little awkward and a little nostalgic. Over the years, Cohen had become accustomed to fighting back against anything that touched him, after all, there was no safe place along the way. But at this moment, holding back his knee-jerk reaction, he remembered his former friend a little.

Hewa, the chronicler of the Golden Human, used to talk and joke with Cohen like this. Only now, the only trace of his existence is probably in Cohen's memory.

"Then you're probably late, that Mr. Ender has already returned to the center of the plains."

"It is said that it will soon be renamed. In order to distinguish it from the 'town' in which we are located, the High Priest Maumun suggested that it be called 'city', named after the plain, the city of Aurora, and the Creator agreed with him. ”

The young man had no doubts about Cohen. In his opinion, the other party is probably someone who came from other towns and was ready to watch Ender's opera.

Just looking at the other party's current appearance, there was probably some accident on the way.

This is normal, after all, the existence of the temple drives away monsters with extraordinary powers, but not the beasts that rely solely on their physique.

"Let's go, it's all here, I'll take you into town to have a look."

"You can't see the drama anymore, but there's something else to watch today. There is a guy who spreads ungodly words in public, and he is about to be judged by the priests of the temple. ”

With a somewhat amusement expression, the young man beckoned to Cohen.

"Don't stand stupidly, go change your clothes first. Ungodly fellow, I'd love to hear what he can say. ”

Ungodly, temple, priest?

And the other side said 'the Creator'.

A few key words were caught in an instant, but Cohen didn't ask blindly questions. Although it is not good to deceive the enthusiastic young man in front of him, he still does not want to reveal his identity.

Thinking of the vanished corpses, the collapsed temples, Cohen didn't know what the gods' attitude was towards the once golden humans, but he intended to err on the side of caution until he figured out the situation.

Since digging out the ruins of the temple, Cohen feels that he has changed a lot more than he has in thousands of years.

"That's it. Thank you very much. Finish. ”

Cohen's voice was a little muffled, but the young man didn't care.

"My name is Evans, what's your name?"

"Cohen, my name is Cohen."

This time, the Golden Man King made his words clearer.

"Alright, Brother Cohen, come with me."

Following behind the young man, after many years, Cohen once again stepped into the human settlement. Looking at everything around him, he felt strange and familiar at the same time.

There are still some traces of the skills that have been inherited from the Golden Age. However, the dress and conversation of passers-by in the past have been very different from those in the past.

But relying on the ability given by the mysterious substance, Cohen vaguely perceives that the biggest difference between the current human race and the past is not the appearance, but the heart.

Some of them are kind, some are hospitable, some are upright, but some are not.

Behind their smiles, there are negative emotions hidden.

And more humans, both.

(End of chapter)