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Text Chapter 396: Unable to Witness the Creator's Glory

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    , I am God!

    Following the flying machine of the puppet monster, naturally, there is no need to run around in the endless sand sea like before.

    When night was about to fall, Moyuan King City was finally looming at the end of the sky.

    The entire city is surrounded by a layer of enchantment, and the wind and sand outside cannot invade it at all.

    The Cup of Desire pinned to the chest of Oran's clothes suddenly turned around and looked towards the Moyuan King City in the distance.

    "Lord Oran!"

    "This city"

    Gamel spoke. He wanted to say something, but he only said half of it.

    In the end, he could only say: "Is it the Moyuan King City?"

    Because he didn't know what words to use to describe the city.

    The majestic appearance, the thick city walls; the towering and strange buildings are connected with each other by various corridors, cable bridges, and stone bridges.

    Not only has the antiquity and magnificence of the ancient and barbaric era, but the complex and exquisite structure also shows the prosperity of the Moyuan civilization.

    While speaking, the aircraft and the magic carpet approached the city.

    Oran sat on the magic carpet, answering Gamel's question.

    "This is the Demon Abyss King City."

    "What's wrong?"

    Gamemel: "It feels like I have come to another world."

    There was an indescribable shock in Gamel's heart. The prosperity of the previous era that Oran mentioned seemed to be reflected in this city.

    Although he failed to see the lost country on the clouds, he was lucky enough to see the Demon Abyss King City in the sand sea.

    It also gave Gamel a more intuitive understanding of the ancient times.

    The aircraft landed flexibly and passed through the tall gate opening, and the magic carpet followed behind and slipped in.

    Lei got off the aircraft.

    However, the first thing he did was to clean up the sand on his body, using magic.

    "This is the worst thing here, there is sand everywhere you go."

    Ray patted his metal head, making a bang.

    It was only then that Gamemel understood why these puppet monsters still had to wear clothes. The sand entering the metal shell would not only make them uncomfortable, but also cause inconvenience to their movements.

    After that, Lei led the two of them all the way through the undulating maze-like city, walking among the tall buildings.

    A large number of non-human beings can be seen in the city.

    The figures of metal puppets, clay pot puppets, and glass puppets walking on the corridor outside the building, and kite demons passing by from time to time in the sky.

    This fantasy city is paired with the endless yellow sand on the outer layer, so that everything here is filled with the magnificence and dream of a mythical world.

    In a trance, they passed by a palace and came to the Pyramid of Demons.

    Lei finally stopped here, and said to Oran.

    "Olan!"

    "This time, I must stay longer and help me build a new aircraft."

    "My flying machine is very good, and it is very interesting to build the flying machine."

    Lei is very straightforward. He doesn't seem to know what being polite is, but he also knows that when people help, they should be rewarded.

    Oran nodded, and said meaningfully at the same time.

    "Perhaps, I also need some help from you."

    Lei left, and a voice came from the cup of desire.

    "Lord Oran."

    "Should I go in too?"

    Gamel felt the power of the Demon Pyramid, and he seemed to see a huge force running through reality, connecting to an illusory and unknown dimension.

    That power does not belong to mortals, it is called myth.

    His original expectation turned into fear and hesitation in an instant.

    Because he knew that as long as he walked into it, he would see a god, the legendary god of demon spirits.

    It was very flat when listening to Oran.

    Going to see a god seems like that's all.

    But only when you really stand here, can you understand how solemn and sacred this is in the ordinary population.

    Therefore, it is not surprising that Gamemel's mood changes at the moment.

    Oran understands Gamel's emotions, and even knows what he is secretly worried about, because not long ago, what happened to a group of mortals when they met the gods???The sight of guarding the temple of another god like guards and servants is shocking just thinking about it.

    A brand new resident ushered in a vacant house in Moyuan King City.

    Oran had already taken out one thing after another from his interspatial ring, and placed them all over the room, including many alchemist's utensils.

    And on the table, there are several cups of desire of different sizes.

    These cups of desire are placed in each cover, and there is this ritual array on the cover, as if they are afraid that they will escape.

    Oran was sitting in front of the table, holding an alchemy notebook in his hand.

    It was the alchemy notebook of Oran's best friend Old Tut.

    He flipped through the contents of the note, flipped it over and over again, and finally turned to the first page again.

    He first read the content of the preface, and finally leaned back in the chair, looked up to the window.

    Then, the content of that page was read out by voice.

    "Everyone knows to look up at the stars in the sky."

    "They all want to put on wings and fly against the wind."

    "But no one bowed their heads and built the ladder to the sky."

    "Because building a ladder is too troublesome and takes too long, it may not be possible to build this ladder until I die."

    "only."

    "Not everyone can grow wings, nor does the wind come every moment."

    "The gifted people who grow wings will eventually turn into legends and disappear in history, which cannot be repeated; the lucky ones who fly against the wind will eventually end as the wind stops, and no one cares about them."

    "They only change themselves, not the world."

    "But as long as we have a ladder to the sky, it's like the ancient snake man built the tower of the city of life."

    "Each of us ascends to the sky and touches the stars."

    "That time period."

    "Everyone can grow wings, and everyone can fly against the wind."

    Oran recalled his journey along the way. He had seen the divisions and struggles in the Land of the Rising Sun in the past, and he also led the White Tower Alchemy Alliance to found a country.

    He saw the blind obedience of mortals to faith in the Kingdom of Lei Ze, and he saw how terrible ignorance is.

    Sometimes he even doubts the significance of the birth of wisdom species.

    At this moment, he suddenly felt that the birth of the wisdom species meant the meaning of its existence.

    It is a process of constantly moving towards civilization.

    However, this process does not come out of thin air, it requires the efforts of ordinary people, and the efforts of individual geniuses.

    Even, the power of the gods is needed.

    Oran felt that he might be part of the force driving this process.

    At least, he wants to be this force.

    "I want to create a brand new world, an unprecedented civilized world."

    Oran looked at the alchemy notebook in his hand, and the figure of Old Tut appeared in front of his eyes.

    "Old Tut, lend me your wish!"

    "Let's make it happen together."

    After finishing speaking, Oran's body suddenly burst into light.

    A lamp of divine deeds emerged from his body, and countless shadows of lamp spirits leaped from within the lamp.

    In the end, the light turned into a shadow and poured into the glass cover in front of him.

    poured into the cup of desire.

    The Cup of Desire immediately began to grow wildly, reaching the height of half a person.

    A face grew out of the flower cup, which looked somewhat similar to Oran.

    It's just that it has no memory, no wisdom, it only has a wisp of obsession.

    Oran watched its birth, and suddenly lifted the lid.

    This time, this weird lifeform didn't run away, but rubbed against Oran's palm.

    Oran can feel its will and desire, for it is its own will and desire.

    About his and Old Tut's desire to create a tower spirit, about the ultimate mystery pursued by generations of tower spirit schools, about their expectations for the future.

    "It was born from human desire."

    "If it is said that desire makes people sink."

    "If it can bring people happiness and the desire to look forward to, what is it?"

    Oran gave his own answer here.

    "It can also be called a wish."

    Oran is going to use it as the core to create the ultimate mystery of the Taling School.

    Tarling.

    An existence that has an independent personality consciousness, but will never betray.

    A living body that can follow the wishes until they are fulfilled.Oran is going to use it as the core to create the ultimate mystery of the Taling School.

    Tarling.

    An existence that has an independent personality consciousness, but will never betray.

    A living body that can follow the wishes and implement them until the wishes are fulfilled.
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