Chapter 858 We Are All Just a Role

The ice crystal tablet was engraved with Qiulanduo's previous life, and he read it almost word by word.

To be honest, although the stone tablet was large, this short inscription was too superficial to describe a person's life. Qiulanduo only took a moment to see the bottom, but he still knew enough information from it.

The most important thing is that the power is not without cost. When you have it, your consciousness will continue to suffer the madness and instinctive impact of the power. Qiulanduo, the king of the sky in his previous life, completely turned into a monster in his later years.

The sky plane seemed to be one with Qiulanduo. When he lost control and fell into madness, the entire plane began to freeze.

"That is to say, I created the sky kingdom, and I was the one who destroyed it in the end."

Qiulanduo found it hard to accept and was hit hard.

He has always believed that he is a great natural king, and he has all kinds of beautiful expectations and visions for himself, but the truth seems to be very different from his expectations and imagination.

Priest: "It's not destroyed, but this plane and this kingdom are also reincarnating with you, and even if you completely control the strange power, we can't live here forever. In the end, we still have to leave this paradise and go to the outside world."

Qilando: "Why?"

Priest: "Part of the reason is that every few hundred or thousand years, the sky plane can't accommodate so many people. The other part of the reason, you will know it after reading it."

Qilando couldn't wait to move forward and go deep into the stele forest.

After seeing the first ice crystal stele, it seemed that he couldn't stop anymore. He began to desire to know the whole truth and answer.

Unfortunately, the content on the following ice crystal stele was really boring. It seemed to be the same again and again. Even if he did different things in different generations, it was inevitable to end up with the same ending.

At the beginning, he always wanted to do something.

Then, he did something.

Finally, the backlash of power came.

The people of the Sky Kingdom fled to the Birdman Continent in a panic, and civilization collapsed completely.

They died of illness, were killed by strange things, or starved to death or killed each other in the Birdman Continent, waiting for the next return of the Sky King.

Over and over again.

He looked at one ice crystal stele after another. At first, he was quite serious, but gradually he became restless.

He began to scan it impatiently, and even ran away after just reading the end. His movements became faster and faster, and it felt like he was jogging in the stele forest.

He looked around in the stele forest irritably and anxiously, and his steps were a little stumbling, as if he was lost in it. He was no longer looking at the contents of the inscriptions, but was eager to find something different.

Those stereotyped lives began to make him feel disgusted. He even felt that such a life had no right to leave the ice crystal stele here, even if the one who left the ice crystal stele was the former him, and this was the only record of his life and proof of existence.

Finally, he finally collapsed and roared.

"What does this mean?"

"Millions of years, thousands of lives."

"What have I done in these millions of years, these thousands of lives?"

"Born, created, destroyed, died, and then again?"

"Just like that?"

The priest had been following him and walked out quietly: "It is meaningful."

Qilando felt that the priest was just comforting himself: "What's the point of this? Isn't it just wandering around in the same place?"

The priest said very seriously: "No, you have been on the road all the time, but you haven't reached the other side yet."

"None of these 9,325 reincarnations and 8,430,000 years of long time is useless. Every moment is meaningful, and it is engraved in the traces of life."

"Not once can be missing, not even a minute can be avoided."

Qilando didn't think so at all. He just felt that those lives were completely meaningless. He couldn't understand why he had lived like this for millions of years.

But what he wanted to know now was another question.

He could only ask: "What is on the other side? What have I spent millions of years looking for?"

The priest stretched out his hand and pointed to the deepest part of the stele forest.

"Life needs to find a way out by itself. Only the way out found by itself is the foundation for life to survive."

"You also need to find the answer yourself. Only the answer you find yourself can truly solve the doubts in your heart."

Qiulando could only move forward.

Going forward, the content on the stele finally changed. The Qiulando of these times began to focus more on civilization. They still seemed to contain passion and motivation.

Until one day, the sky kingdom was gone, and he was no longer the king of the sky.

Going forward, civilization returned to the wilderness. He was the oldest birdman and tribal leader. He led his tribe to explore their civilization in the wilderness again and again, looking for their language, system, and faith.

Finally, he came to a piece of ice crystal stele in the deepest part. There was no other after this ice crystal stele. The stele forest had reached the end.

That was left by the first Qiulando, and here he finally found the answer.

He stood under the ice crystal monument and looked up.

"It has been eight hundred and sixty years since I came here. My recent situation is not very good. I know that the wisdom of thousands of years has come to an end. It is really a pity."

"Even though I knew the problem and was prepared and exhausted all means, I still couldn't stop the conflict between life and wisdom. I forgot everything in the past, and even almost forgot the person who existed in my memory like a mother and a god. Only her name is deep in my heart."

"As long as I think of that beautiful name, her appearance and silhouette as beautiful as the sky will appear in front of me. She has given me thousands of years of wisdom, and I bow down to her cloud-like skirt and give everything to her. "

"I was sent here by the witch of the sky. She told me that I need to find a life template that can adapt to the environment of the third era alone. She also hoped that I could find a way out for the power of life."

"I gladly accepted this mission, even though she told me that this journey would take millions of years or even exceed tens of millions of years, and told me that it would go through tens of thousands of reincarnations, but I still accepted it."

"I long for wisdom, I long for escape from eternal loneliness and darkness."

"The me who came later!"

"Exchanging a commitment of ten million years for wisdom and a human body is such a lucky thing. Go and experience your life to the fullest. We have ten million years and nearly ten thousand times. Our lives are squandered.”

"No need to thank me, just thank the witch in the sky and complete the mission she gave me."

"By the way, no matter where I am, no matter how many times I reincarnate, I should never forget the name that gives you wisdom and life."

"A witch as beautiful as a blue sunny sky."

"Lillian."

After Chulando finished reading, his first reaction was what was going on with this person.

It turns out that he knew the price of everything from the beginning, and he still made a promise of ten million years. He knew that he would be trapped in reincarnation for thousands of lives, but he still rushed here desperately.

He also thought that Chulando behind him would thank him. Is this guy really himself? How could he have such an absurd and crazy idea.

Ciurandot: "Was I ever a madman?"

Priest: "You just stayed in the dark for too long."

But after looking at this ice crystal tablet, Chulando finally understood what he was doing by repeating it again and again. He was waiting for the birdman to truly adapt to the outside world, and he was looking for a way out for the power of life. .

The priest watched Qiuranduo finally finish reading the ice crystal tablet, so he also stepped forward.

"You have been walking on the road for so many years. You have adapted to your own power in reincarnation. You have waited for the Birdman's life template to be perfected over the years."

"You protected them to thrive in the Sky Kingdom so that they would not perish, but you sent some of them to the Birdman Continent again and again, because one day the Birdmen would still have to leave the Sky Kingdom, and they needed to You have to adapt to the outside world.”

"No matter how much you give, it doesn't make sense. Life needs to find its own way."

Finally, the priest stared at Chulando.

"You also have to find your own way out of the inevitable madness and reincarnation."

Even though it was only one day.

But Chulando seemed to have gone through reincarnations again and again in the Forest of Steles. He could no longer become carefree like a bird in the sky, and his expression became extremely heavy.

Qiuranduo looked into the distance. Even if he went back to his palace, it would be difficult to return to the past. He could not treat everything recorded here as non-existence.

The priest asked him: "What else do you want to ask?"

Ciurandot asked one final question: "Where do I come from?"

Priest: "The outside world."

Chulando: "Have I completed my mission? Birdmen have adapted to life in the Birdman Continent and can reproduce freely, and then solved the hidden dangers of the power I possess."

"I'm no longer needed here, can I leave here?"

Priest: "It should be enough to complete the former."

He pointed to a passage on the ice crystal tablet: "The former is the need of the witch, and the latter is the expectation of the witch."

Chulando: "I understand."

——

A terrifying strangeness came from afar and approached a certain settlement. Just as the people in the settlement were trying to escape in panic.

"Chirp!"

A giant gray bird swooped down from a distance, tearing the monster in half, and the crisis of genocide was alleviated.

"thank God!"

"Our patron saint."

"Praise be to the great King of the Sky."

On the earth, although those savage-like beings cannot use words, they can still speak some simple words.

As for the bytes of God and Sky King, they seem to be particularly skilled.

The giant bird circled in the sky several times and then disappeared above the sky clouds.

The giant bird is Chulando. After he knew the "truth", he left the sky plane. His stay in the small sky plane had no effect, and once he fell into madness, he would bring disaster to the sky kingdom.

And knowing too many secrets, he could no longer enjoy himself in peace and contentment as the so-called King of the Sky. He even didn't know how to face those in the Sky Kingdom.

The birdman continent is not a wasteland. In fact, there are scattered birdman settlements of all sizes, living in various corners of the continent.

They are very difficult and hard, fighting against all kinds of deformities and diseases that cannot adapt to nature, and avoiding thousands of various weird things.

This world is particularly cruel to them, but they still survive here tenaciously.

Unknowingly.

More than four hundred years have passed since Qiulando left.

He is getting stronger and stronger. When he spreads his wings and flies across the sky, he already feels like he is covering the sky and the sun.

He wanders around the land with the most settlements day after day, protecting the birdman settlements here, but even with his protection, the situation of the birdman settlements is still not good.

All he can fight is weirdness, but he can't solve the problem that the birdman can't adapt to this era and environment.

Often, if you don't pay attention, the birdmen in a settlement will die in large numbers because of a disease or problem, and then the entire tribe will be completely extinct, and sometimes even the reason for the disappearance cannot be found.

He flew in the sky, watching settlements disappear one after another, and watching the wilderness submerge traces of human life again.

He landed on the ruins of one of the settlements.

He turned into a god and walked into it, looking at the sheds where people once came and went, now covered by plants.

He suddenly spoke.

"Birth, creation, destruction, death."

"Then wait for the next birth."

"Fly to the sky plane again and again to reproduce, and then when the sky plane can no longer accommodate it, it will disperse into this world, waiting to die."

"When it is almost extinct, it will enter the sky plane again to reproduce."

Qiulanduo was extremely sad, and nothing could make him more depressed than this.

"What am I doing?"

Unconsciously, he seemed to have returned to the original path, and he became one of the countless ice crystal monuments.

Another Qiulanduo, another prisoner bird.

But apart from that, what else can he do?

He spread his wings and flew into the sky. He tried to shake his wings to fly away, but he wandered back from afar without knowing it.

This day.

He had just dispelled some weirdness within his range and was about to go to the next place.

But as he flew, he gradually forgot himself. He forgot everything except shaking his wings.

When he woke up again, he didn't know how long he had been flying and came to an unknown place.

He looked around: "Why am I here?"

He suddenly understood that the backlash of power had appeared.

Although he tried his best to delay the time brought by the conflict according to the inheritance, after all, Qiulando in the reincarnations had found many ways, but in the end it was just a delay, and there was no way to solve it.

And not every generation of Qiulando could suppress the backlash to the end. The shortest one even only maintained wisdom for two or three hundred years before being brought into darkness again by the backlash.

And in the midst of the loss, he unknowingly came to a strange place.

He was wandering in the sky, and suddenly found a settlement of birdmen in a place he had never set foot on. He was very curious about how the birdmen could run so far.

He landed.

When he saw the "birdmen" in the settlement, he was stunned.

"What is this?"

"Why don't they have wings?"

This is a group of strange guys. They are definitely a group of intelligent creatures, and they also look like they have some characteristics of birdmen, but they don't have the most obvious iconic wings of birdmen.

They live in this rainforest and are content with the environment here. They are strong and completely different from other birdmen living on this continent.

They walk fast, although they have no wings, but they seem to be flying on land.

Moreover, they don't need to rely on flying to hunt and move around. Instead, they have evolved to be better at hiding, so the probability of survival has become greater. In this world, flying in the sky without power is like serving yourself as food on a plate.

Qiulando flew to the distance, and then he found a lot of such wingless people in the distance. They had settled down here without Qiulando's protection, and began to multiply and expand their own tribe.

So.

In the unknowing passage of time, a new birdman had already been born in a place unknown to them.

In this world, not only the strong can survive, but the weak can also adapt to this era.

The difficult survival of those with wings will go to extinction, but those who are good at running on the ground and running fast and good at hiding survived. It turns out that sometimes having no wings is also an advantage.

Qiulando observed them for a long time.

He could foresee that this tribe would definitely survive here.

"Chiu!"

Qiulando was so happy that he flapped his wings and flew, making a cheerful sound.

Those birdmen without wings had long forgotten him, but looked up and saw the appearance of the gray giant bird.

Looking at the huge wings, his eyes showed envy and desire.

——

The end of the snow country.

On an unknown floating platform.

Qiulando sat on the ice-sculptured chair, his expression neither sad nor happy, as if he was telling another person's story.

"I was very happy at that time."

"I was not happy that I could leave. In fact, I was not looking forward to the outside world at that time. I was more happy that maybe my ice crystal monument could draw a period, at least I could write an inscription different from those of the previous Qiulando."

"I am happy that the bird people can finally survive in this world, not from my own protection and giving, but relying on their own strength."

"After all, they call me God, call me Qiulando who created civilization, I have to do something for them, and I hope to do my best."

"At that time, I was even thinking, if I left this world, could I take away the sky plane and some bird people, even if I knelt down and begged to the witch."

"In those more than 8 million years, I had too many things here that were hard to give up."

"I returned to the Sky Kingdom."

"And now there, my priest is still waiting for me."

Helfas frowned immediately, he noticed the problem.

"Hundreds of years have passed. Logically, your priest shouldn't have lived that long."

Qilando nodded and told Helfas.

"It was also at that time that I learned the identity of the priest."

Helfas: "Is he a weirdo?"

Qilando: "He is not a weirdo."

"Of course he is not a human, and not even just him. Everything I thought was true is not true. I know a truth that subverts everything."

"A truth that subverts the truth, a falsehood that tears apart the falsehood."

Helfas: "Then what is he?"

Qilando: "He is a role, a role that clearly knows that he is being played."

"I am also a role, a role that is trapped in the stage and cannot extricate itself."

Qilando looked at Helfas, his eyes were both serious and empty, clear and confused.

He seemed to see through the truth of this world, but he fell into the falsehood and could not leave.

"Maybe."

"We are all just a role, trapped in a world that we think is real."

——

Sky Kingdom

As soon as Qiulanduo flew into the gate of the sky plane, he looked at the figure looking at him in disbelief, his priest.

He froze there motionless, looking at the existence that had changed a little after hundreds of years, but the other party had not aged at all.

He even wondered if the years of the Sky Kingdom were frozen during his absence.

But the priest walked towards him and congratulated him.

"Congratulations."

"Great Sky King, you will be able to leave soon."

Qiulanduo was extremely surprised: "You already know that the birdman tribe that adapts to the times has been born?"

The priest did not deny: "It is because you have protected them in reincarnation again and again that this fruitful result can be born at this moment, great Sky King, you finally did it."

"At least in this world, you are worthy of the name of king and god."

Qiulanduo's head was full of question marks. He had a thousand words to ask at this moment, but he didn't know where to start with so many things in mind.

The priest walked towards the door of the sky plane, with a complex look in his eyes.

"You can leave. This time the reincarnation in the jar can finally end."

"Everything will be annihilated, and everything will return to the origin."

He looked at the vast land outside, the lush land and the jungle in the rain.

"Duration--"

"8,436,279 years and 203 days."

He said a number accurately, like a timer.

Qiulando couldn't help it, he walked up to him and asked him: "What do you mean, what does it mean that everything will be annihilated?"

The priest turned his head and looked at him and said: "The mission is over, and the reincarnation will naturally end, not only your reincarnation, but also the reincarnation of this world."

Qiurando asked loudly: "So I ask, what do you mean by this?"

The priest looked at Qiulando: "You come from the outside world, this is a world in a glass jar."

Qiurando: "I know, I know I come from another world, but what does it mean that this world will be annihilated when I return to that world? You have never told me such a thing."

The priest: "The world in the glass jar was born because of the mission of deducing the life template. When the mission is over, it is no longer needed. As the only real you, return to the world you came from. What is the need for this fake world to exist?"

Qiurando asked in disbelief: "You mean, this world is fake?"

The other party nodded: "Yes, everything here is created to deduce the life template. The earth, forest, life and sky here, everything is fake."

The priest looked at Qiulando and told him.

"In this world, only you are real."