Sitting on the divine throne, Naproseth was dressed in a black robe, with the terrifying long-handled sickle leaning aside.
Under his feet is the city of the dead that is full of darkness and dilapidation. The overwhelming ghosts have turned into an army of undead, and turned into servants of all ranks.
In the corners of the ruins, there are a large number of wandering shadows that do not have any rank.
The King of Hell just dozed off on the throne of God, maybe not called sleep, for a strong person who has reached the boundary between god and man, sleep is not necessary, it is more like a mental recuperation. but.
Naproseth's spiritual healing does not seem to be successful. He just closed his eyes and dreamed of the long years spent in the dark prison.
He dreamed that he was wandering in the cage again and again, and he saw himself screaming and screaming in misery and despair, cursing at the sky. "Why?"
"Why?"
"I don't agree!"
In the darkness, time is unknown, one hundred years, one thousand years, one hundred thousand years.
Even longer.
He is clearly only one step away from becoming a god, but he can no longer grasp it. He can only face despair day after day and year after year. Next, he dreamed of other images.
Under the setting sun.
A samurai with a black knife held a book of poems in his hand, and recited the sentences in the book.
"Everyone is a villain in a bottle, forever bound by something."
"It doesn't come from someone else, it comes from yourself." A guy who is obviously a child is also wearing armor behind him, wearing a ridiculous helmet and heavy armor, and the skirt armor drags on the ground so that he can Like a tin can, it makes a clanging sound when it walks.
At the end, a girl followed step by step, and the three of them took a leisurely walk.
The screen turned again, and he saw the black sword warrior again, but he had already died and turned into a ghost.
But he still sang the poetry collection over and over again, as if mocking himself.
And finally.
He passed by the armored woman again and again, looked at her again and again, and then turned away.
Occasionally, he would look at the mottled and dark helmet from a distance, absent-minded and not knowing what he was thinking.
"Fake!"
"It's all fake."
Naproseth opened his eyes, muttering in his mouth. He was obviously very angry and should have yelled loudly.
However, when it comes to the mouth, there is only a low voice and a calm voice. Some people will lose their emotions if they talk too much, because the emotions have already been engraved in the body.
He denied all that.
but.
The scene that kept reappearing in his dreams and made him unable to escape had already proved something.
Some things are fake for others, but for those who have experienced it first-hand, it is an indelible life.
Naproseth picked up his sickle, got up and left his kingdom of God.
He walked towards the other side of the dream world. The dream world in the chaotic space was a bit out of place. He first crossed back to reality and resurfaced. at this time.
The abyss has already appeared in front of you.
He came behind the gate of original sin and saw the evil god. From a distance, Naproses was quietly looking at the other person's face.
Unlike him, the other party seems to never dream, and is always awake.
This god never seemed to have any fear, and would never make a desperate cry like him.
In fact, the pain of Naproses, the little years he experienced was compared with everything the other party experienced.
Seems like an understatement.
This made Naplow stop, bowed his head and said something.
"A real strong person should be like this."
Naproseth has an extremely complicated relationship with the evil god of original sin
Even he himself didn't know how to describe his emotions.
He adores each other and fears him at the same time.
He used to look forward to the powerful posture of the other party from the heart, but now he somewhat loathes the other party's existence.
at this time.
The evil god didn't look up, but just raised his finger slightly.
It means, let him come over.
"Owner!"
thesp;Everyone can see that this place will become the most prosperous place in the Yiren Kingdom, and it will also become a center where the power of the world gathers.
Those nobles and pioneers also joined forces to keep their interests here.
Nit asked: "What is the sky port, and who built it?" Mother: "It was built by the powerful people of the alien race, in order to connect the sky ladder leading to Ruhe giant island, and to get closer to the stars above the sky. The gate of the world."
"They arrived with a special train from the sky. They used strange devices to create a city and port directly out of thin air. To ordinary people, they seemed to be omnipotent."
The giant island of Ruhe, the ladder to the sky, the gate of the astral world, etc., are named one after another.
Nit couldn't understand, but felt very powerful.
Walking to the edge of the docking station for the airship, my mother watched the giant tower tightly holding Nit's hand, and the joints were faintly white.
Nit felt some pain, but didn't dare to break free.
"Have you seen!"
"From here the gods ascend the astral world, chasing the true eternity."
"The strong carve up the world, the strong occupy the sky, and the strong rush to the sea of ??stars."
"And the weak can only watch from the bottom that they have everything." Nite asked: "Mom, what is a strong?"
The mother said, "The Powerful One."
Nit looked at the giant tower and the sky train that was almost out of sight, and suddenly had a concept for the term "powerful person". At this time, his mother suddenly asked him, "Are you going to be a strong person or a weak person?"
Nit said loudly: "Of course you must become a strong person, and you must become the strongest among the powerful."
Nit's mother hugged him and said happily. "I knew it, my nits are the best."