Chapter 671 We Only Have One God

In the auditorium.

Briman looked at Ossis's face looking back at him, his eyes with obsession and his sad laugh, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

At least, he couldn't say the words "What else do you want to do?"

Briman also stood up. He asked the musicians rehearsing on the stage to step back, and then they were the only ones left in the entire auditorium.

The two of them leaned against the edge of the stage and looked at the empty seats.

Briman sighed, and then said to Ossis with a complicated expression.

"No one can really blame you."

"Your Majesty Ossis, that is not your problem."

Ossis: "Yeah."

This sentence seemed to answer everything, but it also seemed to say nothing.

Because the comfort was so weak, the response was extremely perfunctory.

Even if you see through some things and explain them clearly, you still can't untie the knot in your heart.

Briman said helplessly: "The reincarnation in the vat has not started again, so there is no reason for you to enter the black storm, not to mention that you did not go there for this."

"And you are not burdened with destiny, and you are even less likely to meet the Creator."

Osis understood something and was ready to leave.

But at this time, Briman stopped Osis and told him something.

"but."

"An interesting thing happened recently. The Angel King Duma is preparing to re-sign the contract of the gods with the Winged People on behalf of the entire Land of Light."

"Do you know about this?"

Ossis turned to look at Briman and asked him.

"What's the meaning?"

Briman held on to the edge of the stage and said unhurriedly.

"In a sense, she carries her destiny."

"It's just that she is not burdened with the fate of meeting the Creator, but the fate of finding a bright and future for the Winged People. She is qualified to sign a contract with the gods on behalf of a race and belief."

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, indicating something.

"And the contract of the gods is in the Sky Temple of the Sky Mirror."

Ossis understood, and for a moment his face showed ecstasy: "I can use this opportunity to enter the black storm of the primitive ocean."

Briman saw Ossis's expression and didn't know for a moment whether telling him about this was a good thing or a bad thing.

"Osis!"

"Some things can be done around, but some things can't be done around."

"Even if you enter, you won't be able to see the Supreme God."

But when Briman said this, Osis had already left the door of the auditorium, leaving only a thank you.

Ossis learned the clues to enter the Black Storm from Briman. Although it cannot be called a method, it at least allowed Osis to find the thread.

However, on the way back a man was waiting for Ossis.

Cape Town.

This is the northernmost point of the Land of Light, and the closest place to the Primitive Ocean and the North Pole.

When Osis arrived at the coast, he suddenly saw a red light on the horizon, and the entire sea turned blood red in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, dense flowers of God bloomed on the sea.

A tall female god stepped on the flowers on the sea, approaching the shore step by step.

Ossis stopped and said, "Lord Vivien!"

The scarlet goddess walked among the sunshine and flowers while singing the contents of ancient chapters.

she says.

【I saw God. 】

As soon as he opened his mouth, the ancientness and holiness brought by the words of wisdom shrouded the world between heaven and earth.

It was as if many people were singing along with her, and a large number of voices overlapped.

[To the left of God, the Mother of Life, who controls all things, sits on the altar. To the right of God, the messenger of God sleeps on the sea of ​​​​stars holding the egg of dreams. King Lederiki kneels under the altar, Facing Insai. 】

[I looked up and saw the eternal stars projecting down from the altar, and the long river of time flowed at His feet. 】

[God asked me: "Tito, do you still believe in fate?"]

Ossis certainly knew what this was. It was a record of Tito’s meeting with the gods, and it was a scene from a chapter written by the saint himself.

When he finished reading the last sentence, the scarlet goddess just arrived at the coast and stood in front of Osis.

She asked Ossis with a serious face: "Osis, what did the saint answer?"

Ossis stood in front of Vivien, lowered his head and said: "Saint Tito answers, fate is in our hands."

Vivien was waiting for these words from Osis.

She already knew from Briman that Osis had no idea of ​​becoming a god.

He traveled all the way to Iceberg Island to build a skyport in order to enter the interior of the Black Storm, and he impulsively wanted to meet the Creator.

Vivien commented on Ossis's behavior this way.

"You are like one of those ignorant believers."

“What you think is a pious belief is actually contrary to God’s will.”

Vivien has very high expectations for Osis. This time she came here to take Osis back and prepare him for the next road to becoming a god.

"Osis!"

"You've done enough, you don't owe anyone else anything."

"What you have done is enough to be called a great king. You don't need to wallow in past failures."

"Twenty million years have passed since everything happened in the past. A new era has arrived and everything has become history. You don't need to be obsessed with your past words and failures."

"come back!"

"The new divine system needs you, and your position has already been arranged."

seaside.

The radiant god stretched out his hand and aimed it at Osis.

"bring it on!"

"Osis, the bloodline of the God King."

Vivien, the Sage of Truth, is special to Osis. She is not only Osis's elder, but also Osis's coronator, and also the guide on Osis's life.

Even though he was the king of Xiinsai, he still respected the other party very much. The weight of what he said was not comparable to that of Briman, at least in Ossis's heart.

now.

As long as he follows the other party, he will be the next god.

But Osis raised his head and looked at the myth in the light, but he clasped his hands tightly and refused to let go, and his whole body remained motionless.

The scarlet goddess's hand has been stretched out in mid-air and has never been put down.

Finally, Osis slowly lowered his head.

"I can not be reconciled!"

"I am really unwilling to accept it. I will not be reconciled to it until my death."

Ossis talked about something long ago, when he died in his first life.

"When I was lying in the sea of ​​flowers and sun wearing the crown, I was thinking how could it all end like this."

"How could the Kingdom of Xiinsai end like this, and the era of the Trileaf people end like this?"

"Last minute."

"I felt myself falling towards the boundless darkness. There was a bottomless abyss beneath me, and bubbles kept rising up from around me."

"And just when I was about to fall completely, the light of the pyramid temple appeared above my head."

"A tall and warm figure appeared in front of me. He stood in the backlight of the temple, and his long shadow trailed on the stone slab."

"I have never seen that shadow before, but I know it is King Lederiki!"

"He came to get me."

"Coming for His children."

Ossis's expression and gaze changed in an instant, becoming extremely fanatical.

"It won't end, I know it."

"It won't end like this."

"Perhaps it is because of this that my body is kept until now, and the three-leaf people can reappear."

Ossis raised his head and looked at Vivien.

"I believe that I must be the one carrying my destiny. I believe that God must be guiding me there."

"I believe there must be something waiting for me."

Vivien: "What if not?"

Osis: "Then let me perish on the road with my obsession!"

He shook his head gently: "I don't want to become a god, nor do I want eternal life."

"I am a descendant of Henir, and my ancestor is Hossen, the son of King Lederiki."

"No one from my ancestors has ever wished for eternal life, and no one wants to become a god."

Ossis's voice was not loud, but it was firm.

"We have only one god!"

"That's Insai!"

Vivien looked at Ossis without saying a word for a long time.

Perhaps, at this moment, she didn't know how to stop Osis, or maybe she didn't know whether she should stop Osis.

Vivien could only watch as Ossis chose not to leave with her, but disappeared little by little into the cape.

this moment.

Vivien suddenly remembered the scene she had seen on the stage of the goblin performance troupe, the scene of God King Ledlicki carving an oath on the crown.

The crown passed through two generations of god-kings, and was finally taken back by the creator Yinsai together with the oath engraved on it.

However, at this moment, Vivian felt that even if they were separated by hundreds of millions of years, some things seemed to always be there and never changed.

"God King Lederiki!"

"Do your will and previous oaths still continue in your blood?"

The flowers of God on the sea faded one by one, and finally turned into spray foam.

——

Kingdom of Light.

Under the shining temple, spring pool and bell tower, there are beautiful and moving figures everywhere.

Those who live in the world are angels in the sky, and those who live in heaven are angels. These are the angels transformed by Lomir, and their bodies are as sacred and hazy as light.

But deep in the quiet and peaceful country, the King of Angels was making a dissatisfied or even angry voice at this moment.

"It's too much."

"Really, it's too much."

In the fountain garden, Duma frowned.

The King of Angels, Duma, has always been paying attention to the situation in the Land of Light. Among them, the most violent and joyful people in the Land of Light are some god-like beings. The King of Hell, Naproses, has lost his godhood. Hell is currently changing. The master is facing a comprehensive change, and his original believers and forces are gradually being eliminated.

The Abyss Cult was missing its usually most active and fierce King of Lust, and under the heavy blow of Lomir, it suffered heavy losses and transferred its power to the Black Mountain Peninsula where it was easier to develop.

On the contrary, a few gods who could not make it in other places went to the Land of Light to make a desperate move, hoping to use the Yiren's heritage to ascend to the throne of god here.

in.

The God of Pain and Potions and several chosen gods are becoming more and more outrageous in the competition.

He didn't know whether it was driven by his servants, or he was strongly stimulated by the defeat he suffered at the hands of another God's Chosen on the Iver Peninsula.

He acquiesced to the pharmacist under his command to develop a forbidden drug to spread his followers. Anyone who drank the forbidden drug would not be able to escape the control of the drug, otherwise they would be in extreme pain.

People who drink the forbidden medicine will gradually deplete their bodies. They will gain temporary strength and pleasure, and eventually become the nutrients for the God of Pain and Medicine to achieve the myth.

This is just the beginning.

After the door was opened, the believers and servants under his command became more and more unscrupulous. Some even chose to imitate the methods of former hell believers, allowing some people who took banned drugs to attract more people to obtain the banned drugs.

In just a few years, a huge terrorist force controlled by banned drugs was formed in the Land of Light, catching up with the efforts of the previous decades and hundreds of years.

Once the bottom line is broken, there is no bottom line.

However, the other party did not dare to use these methods on the Ewell Peninsula and Ruhe Island. They only implemented the plan in the Land of Light, and they seemed to be afraid of something.

At this time, Lomir walked to Duma and informed Duma of the arrangement he had just made.

"The Temple of Light has classified the followers of the God of Pain and Potion as evildoers."

"Wherever these guys appear, they will be judged by the power of light."

Duma nodded, but she was still worried.

What worries me is not these random gods, but the future of the entire Land of Light, as well as the bigger problems that may be encountered in the future.

Finally, she sighed.

"Instead of being so hesitant, it's better to express your attitude directly."

Duma raised his head and looked at the mist above the fountain pool.

Pictures of the human world are reflected in the mist, and the pictures are constantly flowing. It can be seen that many extraordinary professionals have appeared among the winged people, but they are not angels of the sky.

Among them, the Winged Man with gray wings, black feet and sharp claws became the Demon Knight, controlling a huge beast of burden to carry the house on its back and walk among the mountains, while they lived on the back of the beast of burden.

The Winged Man was curled up on a bird's nest-like bed, secretly reading the law books from a distant land, while looking longingly at the prosperous scene of the giant island of Ruhe cut out from the newspaper.

There were groups of winged men huddled in the cave, surrounding the crucible on the stove, holding a bright lamp in their hands.

There are also winged magicians hidden in the library, quietly sitting on the skylight swinging their feathered legs, secretly condensing the seeds of magic based on the contents of the books.

"Alchemists, pharmacists, contract lawyers and wizards who can make scrolls, demon knights and divine magicians..."

"It's all there now."

Duma looked at these people. Most of them were not believers at all. They just gained strength by chance and embarked on this path.

"They don't need anyone to push them. They are longing for higher technology and a prosperous civilization in foreign countries."

"Wingmen are not angels, angels are just a path for winged men."

"Angels can bring healing power and can give them faith and salvation, but there are some things that are destined not to be given to them."

"They want to use the power of the magic knight to plant, they want to build a magic network and magical system, they want more magic crystal props, and they want the power of scrolls and legal contracts."

Finally, Duma looked at Lomire and said, "I have decided."

Lomir looked into Duma's eyes and understood that he was no longer in the way.

"Do you really want to do that?"

Duma nodded and smiled.

"Because I once said that I want to be the kind of god that everyone wants."

Since Duma said this sentence in front of his father Xiao, he has always implemented this sentence.

"This is good for the Yiren, it can also solve the current problems, and it can also promote the rapid development of the Yiren civilization."

"Lomir."

"The age of the star realm is coming. Gods stepping onto the starry sky is just the first step. Next, the powerful will step onto the starry sky, and even mortals may even step onto the starry sky."

"The gap between us and the giant island of Ruhe is too far, but if the power of the gods pours into the land of light together, then the gap between the winged people and the snake people will be quickly made up."

Lomir still felt that it was as if something that originally belonged to them had been taken away by others.

Duma looked at Lomir and shook his head.

"Lomir!"

"We are their gods, but that doesn't mean they are our property."

"If everything I do is for myself, then wouldn't I go against the oaths and promises I made?"

"Isn't that why I want to become a god?"

"If I can't even practice this concept, I will lose the reason to become a god."

she says.

"If some people don't want me to be their god, some people don't want to come to our heaven."

"Then let him have the freedom to choose. At least we give him the freedom of choice."

Lomir was extremely worried. He was worried about Duma's next path.

"What if you can't get the spiritual door in the future?"

"At least, there will still be the path of the true god of the winged race."

Duma looked at Lomire and said: "It is appropriate to leave a way out, but when you really face a choice."

“If you choose both paths, you may be destined to fail in both paths.”

"This is the path of gods."

"It's not an ambiguous choice, it's not a collision of luck."

"Rather, from the beginning, you should have the will to never retreat or compromise, and know from the beginning what the end point you want to reach is."

"We have been moving towards this end point from the beginning, and we must follow our own will and never waver."

Duma stood in the light, her white wings framing the form of a god.

"Lomir, don't worry about me."

"Perhaps when I make this decision, I will be destined to get the spiritual door."

she says.

"I just have to tell everyone."

"I want to be the god I want to be, I want to be a spiritual god."

"There is no other option."

Lomir looked at Duma, as if he was seeing this side of Duma for the first time.

She seems a little weak, and Lomir always wants to protect her, but when she is truly faced with her own path and choices, she is countless times more determined than herself.

Lomir knelt on one knee and saluted the King of Angels.

"so."

"You are our King of Angels and our Lord of God."

Duma smiled and pulled Lomir up, and at this time the entire Kingdom of Light also started to move.

It has long been repaired and transformed, and the door to the world has been opened again.

"Buzz buzz~"

The earth of the human world appeared under the feet, and the kingdom of light fell from the dream world into the human world, spreading its dazzling light into the distance.

It also proves that he has officially embarked on the path of the gods and begun to compete for the position of true god.

After making the decision, Duma made the first step of planning.

"Invite the gods as guests!"

"Announce to them that we will join the Pact of the Gods."

"At the same time, we can also get some of what we want through this meeting, and what we need next."

Finally, Duma looked at the earth in the distance.

"Send an invitation letter specifically to the Sky Miracle Garden on Ruhju Island!"

"By the way, tell the God of Alchemy and Oran everything about what the God of Pain and Medicine did in the Land of Light, and see how he will deal with it."