Touching Harbault's head, Samond smiled softly and helplessly when the child said "monkey" in surprise, and said, "That's our ancestor." ”

Salmond sighed, "Humans have always been gamblers in evolution. The cost of walking upright is fatal. ”

"The reason why man is a human being may be that he fights with heaven and earth, with nature, with man, and with himself."

"We have spent millions of years fighting against heaven and earth, fighting with nature. Did it work, probably. ”

"Now it's just a matter of continuing to fight with people and fight with humanity. The history of mankind is millions of years, and the history of civilization is only seven or eight thousand years, accounting for only one percent of human history. Why is it necessary to ask people to find an answer to the end of the United States now? ”

Salmond's voice was as soft as a gust of wind, dissipating into the corridor.

"The history of 7,000 years of civilization is so short that human beings don't even have an answer to the question 'Who am I?'. Who can say, 'Where are we going?' ”

Someone will always light a new bonfire and lead humanity to slaughter the gods once again to find the answer.

Ye Sheng walked at the forefront and didn't listen to their discussion at all. At the end of the corridor, the mural disappeared, and the light of the gallery dimmed all the way, and thousands of starlight lit up on the last wall.

Everyone looked up, held their breath, and saw the end of the exhibition. A holy and immaculate light fell from the sky, first illuminating the middle line.

【Know Thyself】

This should have been written down by the person who founded the Museum of Faith in the first place.

Linnaeus was stunned, and couldn't help but think of Ye Sheng's original words. Before human beings knew themselves, all currents of thought were creating gods.

And Ye Sheng stood under that beam of light, as if stepping on a galaxy.

His expression was frosty, and he looked at the epilogue on this wall.

Where are you from?

The lithium in your body comes from the first three minutes of the Big Bang. The zinc in the body comes from the dust that was ejected into the universe after two neutron star collisions. A trace amount of copper is needed to witness the death of a white dwarf. The tiniest amount of cobalt also comes from a nebula billions of light-years away. 】

Know thyself.

There is no heaven or hell, you are eternity itself from the moment you are born. 】

[Into Eternity - Museum of Faith Human Civilization Special Exhibition, thank you for watching. 】

The last line of words is:

[Goodbye]

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At the same time, completely detached from the chessboard of the museum, in the space of the gods.

Ning Weichen chuckled and said, "Checkmate." ”

Chapter 225: Butterfly

"We are the ...... of eternity," Linnaeus looked at the closing sentence, and read it softly for a moment.

Ye Sheng's voice was slightly hoarse, but he was still indifferent and calm: "The gods are all created by you, how can you not be eternal." He brushed his fingers over the last words, lowered his eyelashes, and said, "The ultimate belief of mankind will only be human beings." ”

Luo Heng was the first person to understand what he meant, he raised his hand, looked at his empty wrist, and said: "Cut off all the shackles and don't believe in all gods, then you and I are gods." The key is given by 'God', and we can give ourselves the key to eternity. ”

Luo Heng whispered, "Your flesh and blood, your bones, your skin, including yourself. It is the eternal answer. ”

Everyone was stunned, raised their heads and stopped talking.

Suhey's cries stopped, and she stood in front of this epilogue with red eyes.

At the end of the exhibition, they were exhausted, like travelers who had walked a long, long way.

Through the gap of time, through the torrent of years, through ignorance and darkness, through countless blood and pain. Journey along the way, and finally get a glimpse of the true meaning of eternity.

Only now did Luo Xingyan suddenly remember the address of the Museum of Faith.

“…… This is Greece. ”

Who I am, where I came from, and where I'm going.

People will eventually be troubled by these three questions for a lifetime.

"Let's go."

Leaving this exhibition, they will have to face the last A+ heresy of the Museum of Faith, the [Curator].

After Luo Heng returned to the hall, his blue eyes froze, and he turned his head and said, "I noticed the location of the hall master." ”

Sersi was bound to win the position of leader, straightened the hair on his sideburns, and said with gloomy eyes: "I'll go with you." Yi Hongzhi and her were competitors, and immediately spoke: "I'll go too." ”

Linnaeus and Salmond looked at each other, nodded their heads, and chose to join the final game.

Of course, Ji Jian and Su Xi will not be bored anymore, the two of them were originally dragging oil bottles, and if they went, they were dragging their feet, and they all said that they were waiting for everyone here. Everyone's eyes looked at Ye Sheng, Ye Sheng took a piece of paper from the wall of the museum to wipe the blood on his hands, and said without raising his head: "I won't go." ”

Sercy was stunned and raised her eyebrows: "You're not going?" ”

Ye Sheng said, "Yes." Throwing the paper ball into the trash, Ye Sheng stepped over with his long legs and walked directly in the opposite direction of everyone. Yi Hongzhi wanted to say something. Luo Xingyan stopped him.

Luo Xingyan spit out the last candy stick, and he who had already seen through the crown princess said speechlessly: "People go to find their boyfriends, you have a little eyesight." ”

Yi Hongzhi: "......"

The rest: "......"

After Luo Heng experienced the Museum of Faith, he finally knew why Luo Xingyan had such a high opinion of Ye Sheng.

Absolute boldness, absolute acumen, and absolute cleverness. Any other person would not dare to make a decision, Ye Sheng was the first. Even Luo Heng only found out that something was wrong in the fourth exhibition hall, but Ye Sheng was already alert in the first exhibition hall.

With only one A+ heretic left in the Museum of Faith, and two S-class executives and four A-class abilities, the next battle may be dangerous, but the odds are stacked.

Luo Heng's heart relaxed, looked at Luo Xingyan, and smiled: "Let's go, the imperial guard." "The words that were used to be sarcastic now actually bring some ridicule.

Luo Xingyan said: "......" what a stupid thing.

Sersi and Yi Hongzhi's eyes hadn't moved away from Ye Sheng's back, hiding the complexity in their eyes and turning away.

The last time he cried in the ancient village at night, he couldn't find Ning Weichen, and Ye Sheng was very anxious. But this time he calmed down a lot, after all, Ning Weichen said a few words to him before leaving, "Don't worry".

But when he thought that Ning Weichen might be the sixth moderator to meet, Ye Sheng couldn't help but mention it. He walked down the empty corridor, the walls of which were hollowed out, and beams of blue light shone through the holes.

Thousands of wisps are stretched across the air, and the faint blue light floats in white dust, holy and immaculate.

Ye Sheng walked and smelled a strange fragrance.

Ye Sheng's face changed suddenly.

This incense was all too familiar to him.

In fact, compared to the story king, the first moderator he came into contact with was a missionary.

The blood-colored red talisman, the golden signature of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing. In the sandalwood smoke, lotus flowers, water lilies, lilies, and orchids are mixed and blended with the fragrance of flowers. Ye Sheng walked in the smoke, and he actually had a sense of piety and tranquility when he went on a pilgrimage.

Jeremiel's sixth moderator, an S-class heretic of all beliefs and suffering. At the end of a piece of lotus incense, his eyes looked at him with resentment. The black robe was like a thick night, and a white bird perched on the missionary's shoulder. He has no body, and all the gods in the sixth section are invisible. For example, the ancestors of the Meng family and the masters of the four exhibition halls are all ugly and huge mountains. But the missionary may have studied Buddhism a lot in recent years, so he was very interested in the Buddha's good faces. Ye Sheng saw the face under the cloak clearly, it was a smiling Buddha mask on the black mist.

The Buddha smiled, but his eyes were strange like poisonous snakes.

The amount of effort it took to set up the Faith Museum by the missionaries was immeasurable. After all, in order to make the S-class executive willingly enter the exhibition, he locked down two A+-class heretics.

As a result, I didn't expect that everything was ruined by Ye Sheng - it was him again! It's him again! The night crying ancient village is him, and the museum of faith is still him!

Where did Khronos find the hell "little friend"!

The missionaries were so eager to break him to pieces that the kindness on his face almost couldn't hold back. But when he thought of his plan, he forcibly swallowed a mouthful of blood.

The missionary said in a strange tone: "It's you again." ”

Ye Sheng said indifferently: "Where is he?" ”

The missionary knew who he was looking for, but Khronos was clearly interested in the "little friend" and was not tired of playing the boring role-playing game. So it was not convenient for him to reveal his identity, he just smiled sarcastically.

After laughing, the missionary softened his voice, just like when he tried to bewitch Ye Sheng at the First Military Academy.

"Don't worry, I don't have any ill will towards humans. I designed this exhibition for you with no intention of hurting you. ”

Ye Sheng listened to His hypocritical words. Again, Jelemir's moderators are really more disgusting than the other.

The missionary said, "Actually, I admire you, indeed, the shackles are meant to be broken." You killed the god of nature in the first exhibition hall, the god of God in the second exhibition hall, the god of ritual in the third exhibition hall, and the god of capital in the fourth exhibition hall. ”

The missionary smiled slightly: "So, do you see the world of supernatural beings, high above, and the gods that are far and wide?" ”

Ye Shengxing's eyes stared at him treacherously, without saying a word.

The missionary suddenly raised his hand, and between him and Ye Sheng, the phantom of an island standing on the sea suddenly appeared. This island is very beautiful. From top to bottom, the island is shaped like an eye and like a diamond-shaped spindle. Butterfly Island is not only rich in red butterflies, but also red maples, red shrubs. It is obviously an island, standing on the blue sea, but it is blood-red, dream-like, and thrillingly beautiful.

The missionary calmly said: "You have knocked down the altar, you have knocked down the church, you have knocked down the archway, and you have knocked down the edifice—do you want to show your determination in this journey to slaughter the god and continue to slaughter the 'god' in reality." to free your hundreds of millions of fellow citizens trapped in the Dark Barrier. ”

His voice was old and compassionate, and it was meaningful.

Ye Sheng never thought that he would see the true face of Butterfly Island in such a form.

Blood-pink islands. Sariel, its real name, is the legendary Demon Eye.

The poem of the story king is more accurate here.

[One day the red butterfly will fly over the sea, and Jeremir's gaze will no longer be hindered]

[We need a fire to burn down this dark barrier and save trillions of creatures on the earth.

Let's start here, and one day, the fire will burn to the island of Shalier and pierce the demonic eyes. 】

…… Devil's Eye.

The missionary said, "I admire you, young man, and I think your ideas are actually in common with the Empire." We don't have to be enemies, we can be friends. ”

Ye Sheng said in a hoarse voice, "What do you want to do?" ”

The missionary smiled strangely and said, "We are just protecting ourselves, the Bureau of Unnature wants to slaughter all heretics so much, of course we want to destroy this island of sin." ”

Ye Sheng said: "You seven S-level moderators, can't you destroy a butterfly island?" ”

The missionary was silent for a moment, as if he had heard some joke, so he smiled and said in a voice full of malice, cold and hoarse, "Butterfly Island is protected by the [Spindle of Destiny] stolen by you humans. Of course, we don't dare to act rashly. ”

The bottom of the deep sea, the heart of the earth. The bloody spindle of fate, even the place where Khronos was born.

When Ye Sheng heard the [Spindle of Destiny], he was completely stunned. There was a sudden sharp pain in his brain, and so did the red butterfly on his shoulder, which was so hot that it seemed to be about to burn and take off. However, the gun in his hand gave him a hint of coolness, and he regained his senses.

Ye Sheng touched the gun and lowered his eyes without saying a word.

He used to think that the gun was made of some kind of metal, but while he was getting more and more accustomed to using it, Ye Sheng found that it was not metal, a substance that human society could not make at all.