No wonder when I was investigating before, I found that the Sun King was almost the only god left in Sara’s modern history.
Even the four ancient gods have failed, so those second and third generation gods will most likely be doomed as well.
It is hard to imagine what a horrific catastrophe that was. The crazy mother tree was like a human being who was at a loss when faced with cancer, and she did not hesitate to resort to self-mutilation to struggle for survival. In this context, gods are nothing, perhaps just larger ants.
Then... Ragnarok came, and power fell from the sky.
The throne of heaven is empty, the prosperity in the clouds is gone, and the mystery is gradually fading away.
The scepter fell, the sword broke, and the crown of the gods inlaid with the gem of civilization fell into the mud.
Until the Sun King rose up and picked up the former glory from the mud.
...Imagining these myths in his mind, Hitzfeld felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.
From this perspective, the Sun King was the only character who could stand up and turn the tide at that time. If it weren't for her, Changxia...Namiya would have ceased to exist.
She is the life-saving pill. Hitzfeld even feels that they should be described as "heart transplant surgery" - which is equivalent to giving the world a new heart.
So, the source of disaster that the goddesses are talking about should be... the dangerous factors outside of this body, this conceptualized human body.
Let me use a metaphor again... From this perspective, the problem with the mother tree of the Old Era was because it was poisoned.
There is a poisoner.
A hidden thing with bad intentions.
Sounds a bit like those Outer Gods.
The troubles of the old era have been solved by the Sun King. It is assumed that she disappeared from the new era because she further discovered the existence of the poisoner and led the Kingdom of God to hunt them down.
And in order to protect Namiia, they tried their best to eliminate those mysterious elements, so that those extraterritorial creatures would find it difficult to sense it and see its location...
Well……
Hitzfeld frowned.
This was not entirely her guess, but rather - this matter might have something to do with her.
Her left eye essentially came from the evil god, and she was able to wear and use it because it was contaminated by the blood of the goddess.
There are seven such evil gods with eyes. The last one is like the incarnation of eternal night. When it stares at you, darkness and fog will intensify and a certain time barrier will blur. This may be the origin of the evil spirit.
This is all the information we got on the Red Soil Plains.
From this perspective, the evil eye actually acts as a sentinel and messenger.
It has been tracking Namibia, and every seventh day it will open its eyes to locate this place, so that the gray fog can follow it like a shadow. This may be a necessary condition.
In other words, if there were no eternal night, those extraterritorial creatures would not be able to locate this place, and if they found it, they would not be able to drive the gray fog to invade here - this situation is also possible.
In this case, recreating the mythical particle is not a good thing.
Let's use another metaphor: suppose the nano-universe at this moment is like a dim light bulb. It hides in the darkness, walks with the shadow, and constantly changes its position.
And in the darkness there are countless ferocious predators hiding. They are the source of the gray fog and the cancer of the world. However, because they cannot find the light bulb for the time being, they can only ask for information from the sentinels to relocate every once in a while and then do something reluctantly.
At this time, recreating the myth particles may be activating the light of the light bulb.
...probably not a good thing.
Hitzfeld felt that Sixus, Annual Rings, Prisma, Alvin... these people should know something about it.
But not many people know about it, because if they knew the truth about the destruction of the old era, they would definitely not try to allow the birth of particles.
The ancient gods were all troubled, and they were holding back the source of the Sun King's disaster.
Is that something that a few humans who have "taken back power" can fight against?
Hitzfeld thought of the huge figures in the fog.
I remembered those soul-destroying chants and songs.
They remembered the mysterious "Lord of All Things' Cognition and Return" who almost killed them all just because his reflection was seen by an evil eye.
I remembered the advice of the blonde goddess: "A soul that breaks free from its shackles can return to heaven to take power, but then there will be no umbrella of protection."
Finally, she remembered her conjecture about the goddesses, that they were most likely dependent on a memory left by the Sun King.
And the purpose of her leaving this memory is——
Could it be——
A warning?
"Knife."
Thinking of this, the girl's heart contracted and she stopped describing Xia and uttered a word with a pale face.
Xia Yibing was not an eyewitness, so listening to her description was like listening to a myth, and her face naturally showed confusion.
But she trusted the girl enough, and when she heard her shout "knife", she immediately grabbed Changxia.
"Poke it."
Without hesitation, he stabbed directly into the heart of the giant tree.
...without any hindrance.
According to Xia Yibing's feeling, this knife was like piercing through a thin newspaper. She cut a thin crack on the surface of the heart. The blade suddenly inserted into it, but was stuck by some obstacle.
Large pieces of molten lava gushed out from the cracks, like golden-red blood. After meeting the cold sea water, they quickly solidified and soon formed a large cluster of coral trees, which spread along the blade to Xia Yibing's chest, almost trapping her upper body inside.
A normal person would retreat in this situation, but Xia Yibing didn't. This instead aroused the ferocity in her blood.
Now that you have done it, you have to do it to the end.
The Changxia Sword glowed and heated up in her hand... a boiling heat flowed from the blade, greatly enhancing its lethality and sharpness.
With this new strength, she growled, used the strength of her waist and twisting her body to grip the handle of the knife, and pushed it in with all her might.
puff-
Finally, I felt something penetrated, and the obstacle was pierced!
So that's it?
After the joy came confusion. After waiting for a while with no movement, Xia Yibing turned around to consult Hitzfeld.
Out of trust in the girl, she did as she was told, but she didn't know why yet...
"Change of plans."
After making sure that nothing unusual happened, Hitzfeld breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'm not going to communicate with the goddess as they say."
She spoke to her companion word by word.
"I'm going to stop it from creating mythical particles!"
This is different from the previous hesitation.
Hesitation is mainly due to lack of intelligence.
It is like walking in the dark driven by a wild beast, even if you know that one wrong step will lead you into the abyss, you still have to take some risks.
But now she knew that was not an adventure but a way to seek death.
Rather than falling into the abyss and meeting that inevitable death, it is better to turn back and fight a life-and-death battle with the pursuing beast!
"…You're going to be in trouble."
Xia Yibing felt that the matter was serious.
It’s not that she didn’t trust Hitzfeld… their relationship had come to this point, and she knew the girl’s character, and was sure that she must have made this choice because she saw something, or had foreseen something.
So she had no objection to this resolution, but the problem now was - if they could not control the mythical particles and could not use them to communicate with the Goddess of Mechanical Yang for help, how would they defeat Dai Lin?
Even if they defeated Dai Lin and destroyed what might be the only chance to communicate with the goddess in thousands of years, how would those people punish them afterwards?
So it's very troublesome.
very troublesome.
This was the first time she was not sure how to use the power in her hands to protect the other person.
"We'll talk about it later." Hitzfeld swallowed and looked at the huge heart that was gradually shrinking.
"Dai Lin, maybe I can solve it..."
What did she say?
Xia Yibing leaned forward and her eyeballs seemed to be almost bulging out.
It wasn't that she looked down on Hitzfeld.
but……
Just based on the girl's thin arms and legs.
Moreover, the combat power of a spirit in the dream world is equal to the strength of the spirit. She herself said before that her spirit is only equivalent to that of a golden squirrel.
Why can she fight against Dai Lin?
"you……"
Before she could finish her sentence, the coral bush that imprisoned half of her body suddenly began to crack rapidly.
The cracks spread from the roots to every treetop in a second. Xia Yibing only had time to let go and barely protect her eyes before she was pushed far away by the blast.
This is--
Her body rolled several times in the air, and when she looked back, she saw a hand.
A human hand.
It pried at the cut on the heart, exerted a little force, and peeled it open like tearing wallpaper.
What appeared before the two people was a half-human, half-demon monster.
From the waist upwards, he has the muscular body of a human teenager. Every piece of flesh and blood is carefully carved, including his handsome face and long eyelashes, just like the beloved crystal of the Creator.
But from his waist and abdomen downwards, including below the joints of his limbs, those parts were like flowing lava, charred, cracked... with a faint red light coming through from the inside.
"Descartes-Lavos..."
Xia Yibing heard Hitzfeld whispering beside her.
"This is what he looked like when he was 17..."
"Dai Lin really wanted to hide him in the follicle that produced the particles."
"She wants to make Deka a god first!"
Hitzfeld was a little worried.
She remembered the last words Deka said before he lost contact.
So is he still a friend now?
"You forcibly terminated my perfect process. It must be you... Hitzfeld... You must have discovered something."
The young Deka opened his eyes, and two red lights appeared in the darkness.
Hitzfeld became increasingly depressed.
This doesn't seem like...
It's not something that someone who is still a friend would say...
Before the two could react, magma exploded under Deka's feet.
His body disappeared from the spot in an instant, and appeared behind Xia Yibing at an extremely fast speed. His fingers were like knives, stabbing into her lower abdomen fiercely.
"Zheng——!"
Fortunately, the woman reacted quickly and raised her long sword to block it diagonally.
"clank--!"
"Ah……"
The two sides struggled desperately against each other in the sea, and the long knife was pressed towards the woman's chest at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It was obvious that the other person was stronger than her.
Xia Yibing gave Hitzfeld a look.
