Chapter 418 417. Ancient Sun God

Another point.

There seemed to be a slight anomaly in Ubermo's own choice, because he seemed to have known from the beginning that the ability he obtained from the Great Sage would definitely help him resurrect Telarim.

Although this also involves his divination, as well as the personal tendency to focus on it when the lost magic is formed.

However, in fact, a better way is to let the great sage resurrect Telarim. There is no need for him to do this, although it will cost him one less ability.

In other words, he had been affected unknowingly, and it was definitely not Urabonos who caused all this. So, in the end, there was only one answer left.

——The True Creator.

That is, the Elf King Gorshimus.

The name Fu Weixi once told him.

…

"Too long ago."

Suddenly, He said.

Ubermo immediately understood the meaning of the other party's words. This name may not have been mentioned by anyone for a long time, so long that it has been buried in history.

At this time, the city of Mosolos has been dyed with the color of death, like a city that is about to decay into yellow sand, and may collapse in the next second.

During this short period of time, Ubermore has tried various methods, but cannot leave. It seems that the true creator does not want him to leave.

especially……

He seemed to be unable to contact Fuweixi.

"Are you thinking about my purpose?" The True Creator looked at Ubermo calmly, his voice was low and vicissitudes of life, and suddenly, his tone became calm, "The fog of time is wasted on you."

Ubermo's expression changed slightly, then calmed down, as if he was not facing a god: "Guess what I am thinking about now?"

"He made a temporary truce with me."

replied the True Creator.

Ubermo said: "Aren't you going to run away?"

Hearing this, the True Creator said expressionlessly: "Because I still need to take something from you."

As he finished speaking, Ubermo couldn't help but open a hole in history, and a tree-made hourglass appeared from it. This was the item that the Holy Son of Dusk called the Key of the Cross.

Immediately, the True Creator took away the Key of the Cross, and then walked towards the city of Mosolos. His figure was a little desolate, and he whispered:

"I have never betrayed anyone..."

After a moment, His voice came again:

"Watch Him!"

Ubermo watched the other party leave quietly, as if lake waves were swaying deep in his eyes, and a name emerged from the depths of his mind.

——The ancient sun god.

Ubermore seems to have guessed the existence that is competing with the real Creator.

The giant Flann tree is a sacred tree that symbolizes the sun. He may have guessed wrong at first. Allah does not seem to be another image of the eternal radiant sun, but may be traced back to the ancient sun god.

And based on some clues.

For example, in the real paradise, the giant tree of Flann is part of the giant tree of Enni, or the split between humans and elves, etc.

This seems to be a metaphor.

There is only one source of the ancient sun god and true creator.

Of course, Ubermo does not think that the real creator is the ancient sun god, or that the ancient sun god is the real creator.

It is more likely that the ancient sun god was preparing to be resurrected with the help of the body of the true creator, so the two sides began to compete for the dominance of the body.

And this speculation may explain why many righteous gods surrounded and suppressed the True Creator at the same time. Maybe they felt this.

After all, the power of at least several righteous gods comes from the ancient sun god, and it is impossible for them to resurrect the ancient sun god.

But at the same time, Ubermo didn't understand the behavior of the true creator. The other party seemed to be planning to let him go just like this?

Or is there another purpose?

Then, when Ubermo was lost in thought, Mosolos completely collapsed, and a low roaring sound echoed around him.

The ground cracked.

Ubermore saw the real world.

It turns out that heaven and earth have reversed.

The real paradise now is just the bottom of an island, and even Enni who exists in Mosolos is just a tree root.

And in the distance, there is a huge hazy figure, tied in the center of the tree bottom, and people can vaguely recognize the image of the elf.

Ubermo quickly averted his gaze.

This should be the divine body of the true Creator. Although it did not seem to actually appear in front of Ubermo, it was enough to make his head feel swollen and his head was about to burst.

In a moment, Ernie completely dissipated.

Ubermo stood in the disintegrated land and felt what was happening. Suddenly, the surrounding temperature increased rapidly and the sky turned golden.

Then, a sun rose.

Then, the sun sped towards Ubermore.

At this moment, Ubermo felt death. Under the illumination of that light, his spirituality and divinity fell into stasis, and even his abilities were blocked.

His brain was racing, thinking about how to escape.

That's right, all he wanted was to escape. After all, he might be facing the ancient Sun God, that mysterious existence that even the righteous gods were afraid of.

"The dream weaver who is in charge of miracles,

"The glorious master of the illusory sea of ​​stars,

"The mysterious star traveler in the mist."

Ubermo chanted quickly, he wanted to communicate with the fog and see if he could mobilize the power of the fog to get him out of his current predicament.

It's just, it's disappointing.

These lights seemed to block everything.

Even though there is a spiritual world outside the real paradise, communication is still impossible.

However, when the sunset was about to come, a black bracelet appeared in Ubermo's hand, as if it were night.

Ubermore recognized it.

It was obtained in an abandoned night church in the mirror world. Later, the bracelet lifted the curse of Evedes and then disappeared.

It now appears that it has always been there.

And Ubermo thought of what Saint Faith once said: "When you are in danger, chant the name of the goddess, and the night will protect you."

It seems that this is exactly what happened.

As his thoughts flowed, Ubemo chanted aloud:

“Older than the ages, nobler than all souls;

“The symbol of eternity, the unchangeable goddess;

"Witness the night of disaster."

Then, he continued:

"Please shield me from the dazzling light."

At this moment, darkness appeared.

Along with this, storms and thunder, endless torrent of knowledge, high blue moon, and lush forests appeared in this world.

Even Ubermore saw another blazing sun.

"Eternally radiant sun!"

In an instant, a name appeared in Ubermo's mind, which shocked him extremely, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

But he immediately covered up the strangeness.

At this time, he no longer cared about why these gods did not take action until he recited the name of the goddess of the night.

What he cares more about is the eternal glowing sun.

Why did the god he thought had fallen appear now?

Could it be that his guess was wrong?

But immediately, Umbermo immediately abandoned this idea, and Yonghui Blazing Sun definitely fell, because the other party did not need to do this.

What appeared at this time was probably the disguise of a certain god.

Moreover, this is definitely related to his time travel.

It seemed that the other party was concealing the fact that Yonghui Chiri had fallen.

However, this made Ubermore confused.

Who can be disguised as the everlasting blazing sun?

However, now is not the time for him to think too much, because the war between gods has already broken out.

…

"Golximus, you seem to have concealed the token of darkness on his body." A voice suddenly came from Gorximus' body, low and distant.

This is the ancient sun god.

At this time, Gorshimus said:

"But nothing changes in the ending, does it?"

The ancient sun god did not say anything. He acquiesced to this. The appearance of the goddess of the night and others had been expected by him.

He and Gorshimus wanted to decide the winner before these righteous gods arrived, but in the end they were still a little short. Gorshimus originally tied himself under the giant tree of Enni to resist its erosion.

At the same time, the other party also created another path, which is the path controlled by the colorless giant pupil. With the help of this path, the extraordinary person can maintain his violent side and resist the resurrection of the ancient sun god.

But later, as the ancient sun god gradually revived, he replaced the true creator and gradually exerted an influence on the extraordinary people of this path.

The appearance of Terarim made the ancient sun god somewhat concerned, because he sensed the aura of the mists of time, and the appearance of Ubermo allowed him to lock his target.

This is what He did before.

Although it is temporarily unavailable, he is not disappointed. Now is not a good time. Maybe he will go up and take a look in the future to seek some answers.

…

"Brother Werner, what should we do next?" Iron looked at Werner and asked in a confused tone.

They were desperate and helpless, even crying was a luxury, because it seemed that the great sage they had always admired was just a selfish villain who even took advantage of everyone and even killed them.

And those are their relatives.

As for Priest Anaxi, because of the great sage's words, Iron and others didn't know whether to believe it or not. On the contrary, Werner was the only person they could rely on.

Beside him, Werner woke up from a coma and never came back to his senses. His mind was violently shocked, and extreme sadness and hesitation lingered in his mind.

Grandpa Milos died, as did Grandpa Thorasi, Uncle Mulla, and Sister Becky... Many people he knew were dead, and they were killed by the Great Sage.

Werner thought about the time when he affectionately called the Great Sage Soram Grandpa, but as he grew up, Soram gradually ignored him and even refused to let him become a transcendent, a true warrior.

It was also at that time that Werner came into contact with the outside world and gradually matured. His ultimate goal was to become a person like the Great Sage, so he was no longer called Grandpa Solam.

Because he must always remember his dream.

But the past was gone, and Werner couldn't accept it for a while.

At this time, Anaxi said in a low voice:

"Werner, we no longer have the Great Sage. You must shoulder your responsibilities now instead of accompanying these children into despair."