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The city-state of Evil.
There are flat roads built on three sides of the capital, and you can see sail camels driving vehicles to shuttle non-stop. People talk while driving pack animals, and the peace of life can be seen from the comfort on their faces.
The city wall is not too high, and there are no moats prepared for war. There are only a few canals leading to the city.
There is a port on the sea side.
Originally, this port was deserted for a long time, only some small boats docked, and no big ships came and went.
However, with the development of the other two seaside cities of the city-state of Aiweier, the port has gradually become more prosperous, and the number of ships coming and going has also increased.
The temple of knowledge in the city is more magnificent than the palace.
The temple also serves as a library, storing all the books of the Evelians.
The people of Aiweier attach great importance to knowledge. For them, knowledge is power and knowledge is faith.
Of course, this kind of knowledge mainly focuses on divine arts knowledge.
They don’t have many books at present, and the library seems a bit empty, but it is foreseeable that there will be more and more books in the future.
This day.
Everyone in the Temple of Knowledge is on standby, and it is no longer open to the public.
Even King Sidi of Evel came to the temple, as if expecting something.
Afran knelt under the statue of the God of Truth and Knowledge, holding in his hand the Book of Witchcraft.
Under all eyes, Avon sang all the titles of the God of Truth and Knowledge.
“The **** who grasps the truth, the master of books and knowledge, the **** of eternal reincarnation.”
“I sacrifice to you.”
“I pray to you.”
“I hope you will give me the power of truth.”
All the wizards in the Temple of Knowledge began to chant the name of the god, offering sacrifices to him, and praying to him.
The sacrifice ceremony begins.
A large number of books and pages floated in the light.
The words recorded on it all peeled off from the paper, turning into distorted black words and heading towards the sky.
Afran and the wraiths looked up.
The consciousness of these servants and priests of the God of Knowledge was immediately attracted by the existence of the sacrifice.
In an instant, their consciousness was pulled away from reality by the superior mythical existence, and they saw the great door of truth.
In the city outside, one can also see a beam of light falling from the sky.
The beam of light shrouded the Temple of Knowledge and Afran’s body.
“Crash.”
The book of witch spirits in Yafuan’s hand flipped violently, and all the magic arts he had learned and mastered twisted and squirmed in an instant.
It can be seen that a mark representing truth appeared on his book of witch spirits.
In his body, the light of law flows.
Pages of one kind of divine art recorded in the Book of Witch Spirits flew out, and a large number of blank books and papers that had just been sacrificed were spinning around Avon.
The two are combined and integrated with each other.
The seal of the curse became its heart, the ghost became its spirit, the page of divine magic became its bone, and the white paper assimilated by extraordinary power became its skin.
At last a huge white monster was born.
It looks like a ground dragon, but it has grown a pair of huge wings.
It is still changing and getting bigger and bigger.
Finally.
It flew out of the temple as soon as it shook its wings, and freely spread its tens of meters long wings in the sky.
The witch spirits chased them out one by one, looking at the huge thing condensed from the paper in the sky.
“Earth-moving dragon, this is what an earth-moving dragon looks like.” As an Evelian, I couldn’t recognize this famous creature on Ruhe Island.
“A ground dragon with wings? Is this an existence imagined by Lord Afran? Or does such a terrifying life really exist?” But no one has ever seen a ground dragon grow wings, and all the gods serve as one A flying paper dragon grows its mouth.
“Flying ground dragon, what is that?” The guards under the temple and Sidi, the king of Evel in the side hall, all exclaimed.
The ground dragon is the most powerful existence among species without extraordinary power.
It is said that in ancient times, their ancestors once carried the master of life who had just descended from the kingdom of creation. The physique and vitality of the species.
And at this moment.
In Avon’s fantasy, it has wings, and it has extraordinary power.
Though, it’s not true.
It’s just origami.
Avon controlled it, and the paper dragon roared in the sky.
The sound waves turned into layers of ripples, directly tearing apart an abandoned building outside the city.
It controls the wind, and it flies across the sky and the city just like the legendary wings of the wind, so fast that only an afterimage can be seen.
It possesses two kinds of spell seal powers, wind and sound.
Yafuan looked at the paper dragon, and his mood was extremely agitated for a moment.
What he saw was not a winged monster.
What he saw was a pair of paper wings that had broken free from all shackles, breaking free from all shackles with great strength, and went after everything he wanted.
If Xiuburn’s boat represents that he wants to ride the wind and waves to break through all obstacles, wants to become an isolated island in the sea, and wants to carry all the people he wants to carry.
Then Avon’s page of truth also represents the deepest desire in his heart.
Finally.
Everything turned into a page of blue light falling from the sky.
Incorporated into Avran’s Witchbook.
This is Avon’s Page of Truth, and he read the name on it.
“The paper dragon of Avon.”
Avon became a third-level authority. He watched the opened book of witch spirits slowly close, and cheers like a wave erupted in the Temple of Knowledge.
“Third-level powerful person, Lord Afran has succeeded.” The lower Wu Lingnia was very excited.
“The upper priest of the god, the upper witch spirit.” Echirio also showed a happy and gratified expression.
“We have such a powerful power again.” The other **** servants looked like they had become a high-ranking witch spirit, and some were so excited that tears filled their eyes.
“The masters of Avon and Xiuboen seem to be different. The search for the truth really has different results depending on the knowledge they have mastered.” Some people are also discussing the changes in the power of witch spirits.
Sidi, King of Evel, and Avon’s best friend also stepped forward at this time.
“Congratulations, Avon.”
Afoan said to Sidi: “I am just the first one, and there will be more people in the future who will embark on this path of seeking truth and knowledge.”
As Avon became the third rank, the ceremony that had been prepared for a long time also began.
The next morning.
In front of tens of thousands of Evelians, Avon officially became the Chief Servant of the Temple of Knowledge.
King Evil, noble ministers, and temple attendants lined up the corridors on both sides in front of the temple, and the other two important figures of the temple, Echirio and Nia, also stood beside him .
Today.
He is the only protagonist.
A young apprentice apprentice came to Avon with a scepter in his hand, looking at him with longing eyes.
“God bless you.”
“Chief God Attendant—Lord Afran.”
“You are the first priest of the **** and the chief of the temple.”
Yafuan looked at this young man, as if seeing his former self.
Avon was designated as his heir by Xiuburn when he was still a teenager.
But until now.
Until this moment.
He was truly as Xiu Boen expected, taking over his expectations and expectations for himself.
Avon put on the robes of the true Chief Servant and held a scepter symbolizing divine power.
He looked at the buildings in the capital city, at the crowds on the streets, and even saw other cities outside the city, densely populated small towns and villages.
In twenty years, the Evelians have established their own country and everything.
He held up the scepter representing divine power, and thousands of people below shouted his name.
“Lord Afran!”
“Lord Afran!”
“”
Avon released his paper dragon as well.
The paper flying dragon soars in the air and makes a sound that resounds through the sky, leaving this grand celebration with indelible memories and colors.
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A beautiful figure fell from a high place and landed in the territory of the city-state of Evil.
Her shape is very different from that of the snake man, with no tail and a pair of wings.
She folded her wings and put on a loose cloak, walking in the corners of cities and villages.
She carefully observes this country which is completely different from Yiren.
She began to be cautious about everything in this country, and felt that these intelligent species with tails were full of danger.
But after going deep into the village.
Duma found that these snake people and winged people are actually not that different, and they have a lot in common. The similarities between them are so much that Duma feels uneasy.
She feels.
Wingman and Snakeman are like species printed out of a mold, representing the positive and negative sides of the mold respectively, but they have the same heart.
“Where did they come from?”
“Why is there a second intelligent species in the world?”
The Wingmen don’t know their origins. According to their legends, they were born from the wind.
So they were born with the sky and could manipulate the power of the wind.
The civilization and society of the Yiren did not interfere with the gods. In the first few hundred years of the millennium, there was almost no difference between them and wild beasts, but relying on the absence of natural enemies, they reproduced a huge ethnic group.
Although there are all kinds of monsters on this land, except for the terrifying species like the Winged Demon, other monsters are not a big threat to the Winged Man.
Two hundred years ago, the Winged Man saw the glory descending by the sea.
For the first time, they felt the power of the gods and saw the spiritual door.
They started to have words.
They began to get rid of wild beasts and wildness, established order, and ignited the fire of civilization.
Until decades ago.
The Winged Queen Medel opened the door of mythology and welcomed the coming of the power of the gods. Only then did they truly open a new era.
Under the power of God.
They became the Angels of the Sky, and they built the City of Glory.
Wingmen always think that they are unique, they are creatures born in the sky and the wind, and the Lord of Radiance is the **** who controls the light in the sky.
The Yi people have their own cities and territories, scattered in various mountains in the northwest.
They each govern and rule their own territory and subjects, and the combined number far exceeds the current Aiweier people.
But they must obey the orders of the aloof Winged Queen.
Melder represents the gods and the most powerful force.
The winged girl Duma walked through the villages, watching these snake people and guessed.
“We can fly and control the wind.”
“They can’t fly, and they can control land and stone.”
The winged girl Duma had a flash of inspiration, and immediately confirmed: “I understand, are they creatures born from the earth?”
“Born out of stone.”
The winged girl Duma thinks so, and thinks it’s very reasonable.
She noticed that these snake people did not live by hunting, but by growing a strange crop as their staple food, a strange plant with leaves and cones.
The winged girl obtained the name of this plant from the snake man with mind reading skills.
“Ball rolling?”
The history of snake people eating Juan Jue has been around for nearly a thousand years. The snake people process Juan Jue into various foods.
It will be ground into powder and made into noodles and cakes.
The leaves of Juanqiujue will be dried in the sun and salted to make various dried vegetables.
Can use processed flour to make soup, add other meat and seasonings for cooking.
The Juanjue will also be used to brew wine, which can be used as an offering to the gods or quoted by oneself. For example, King Smerkel likes to drink very much.
She mentally guided a snake man to figure out how this strange plant came from, and the way they process food, which is really amazing.
“How did this thing come from?”
However, the snake man she asked did not know either.
“The people of the city-state planted it, and then we learned from them.”
The winged girl Duma then asked: “City-state man? What is that?”
The snake man said: “It’s the city-state people? Those people in the south of the giant island of Ruhe.”
Duma: “Where is Ruhe Giant Island?”
Snake Man: “Our hometown.”
The winged girl knew where the snake man came from. She wanted to ask more, but this was just an ordinary snake man farmer.
He doesn’t know much.
Ordinary snake people don’t know that Juanqiujue is a strange creation born in the outer layer of the moonlight forest. kind of system.
Most of them don’t even know the written language, and what they know are stories passed down by word of mouth.
But even just listening to those unreliable stories, the winged girl Duma can feel that the other party’s civilization is very old.
The winged girl Duma looked at the fields.
Suddenly discovering that the civilization of the snake people may be older and more developed than that of the wing people, she felt an indescribable loss in her heart.
At the same time, she was also very curious about the giant island of Ruhe, where the snake people came from.
When Duma came to the city-state of Evel, she saw something else.
“Paper?”
This kind of thing used to record text is much more convenient than the clay tablet used by Yiren. Although Yiren occasionally uses feathers to record text, this method is too extravagant.
Moreover, the writing on the haori is also easy to destroy and dissipate, and sometimes it is not as reliable as the clay tablet.
But this paper is completely different.
Duma noticed that this kind of paper was not expensive, and it was found in some nobles and merchant families. She was thinking that it would be great if Yiren could also have this kind of paper.
Duma saw all kinds of books, saw exquisite gold, silver and iron objects, and also saw a small amount of artwork from the city-state of Suinhor, the giant island of Ruhe, in the homes of some dignitaries.
At the same time, she learned another terrible truth.
These snake people also have gods to worship.
They worship a **** called the God of Truth and Knowledge.
“How come?”
“Are there other gods in this world?”
Duma is unbelievable.
In this mood, she came to the capital of the city-state of Aiweier.
She hid her figure and observed the royal capital.
She was amazed at the prosperity of this royal capital, and the craftsman skills, cultural background and various aspects of the Snake People were indeed better than those of the Wing People.
She came carefully to the Temple of Knowledge.
She looked at the temple that belonged to another god.
Duma raised her head, not even daring to speak.
She could only shout out loudly in her heart: “Are there really other gods?”
This is completely inconsistent with Yiren’s beliefs and worldview, and it will tear up all the past that Duma knows and believes in.
Even if there is danger inside, she must go in to confirm.
The winged girl Duma flew into the temple at night, walked into the main hall of the temple, and came under the statue of the **** of truth and knowledge.
And her intrusion immediately alarmed another person in the temple.
Countless scraps of paper flew in and turned into a huge paper flying dragon, which raised its head in the tall temple.
Although the wings cannot be fully spread, the posture is enough to break the mind of ordinary people.
However, Duma, the winged girl, was fearless. She and the paper dragon looked straight at each other.
“Third level power.”
“There is still the breath of God.”
Looking at the paper dragon, Duma was convinced for the first time that there really were other gods.
Because she felt the aura that belonged to the gods from the paper dragon, but that aura did not belong to the Lord of Radiance.
It belongs to another god.
She turned her head and looked at the statue of the God of Truth and Knowledge.
Avon appeared behind Duma, and he immediately recognized the winged girl.
“Is that you?”
Duma ignored him, she still looked at the statue.
Although Yafuan is very powerful, she is confident that the other party will not be able to keep her, and now she wants to figure out another problem more importantly.
Avon asked her: “Are you a wingman?”
Duma still didn’t speak, but his eyes flickered.
But sometimes not speaking is also a kind of answer.
There are more intrigues and more complex snake-human civilization than the Biyi people, and the answer can be easily seen from Duma.
Afoan said with a smile: “It seems that I guessed well.”
Duma asked Afoan: “Is this the **** you believe in?”
Afoan is much more rational and stable than when he was young. He is no longer that young man who is desperate for his blood.
The more responsibilities he bears, the more things he needs to do, and the more reason he thinks.
Gradually, he gradually understood the former Xiuburn and the truths that Xiuborne said to him.
He looked at the winged girl in front of him and said, “A guest from afar.”
“You may not believe in other gods, but you should be in awe of any god.”
“It should be done with extreme care and humility.”
“Perhaps the gods will not be angry, and the gods will not punish mortals for some small mistakes.”
“But the lack of reverence and arrogance of ordinary people will lead to disaster.”
Avon sighed: “The gods are like the sun. If weak mortals approach or stay away too much, disasters will come.”
But Duma heard another meaning from Afoan’s words: “Other gods?”
“Do you mean that there are many gods in this world?”
Afoan looked at Duma: “Don’t you know your origins?”
Duma was completely excited, her expressionless face was full of indescribable seriousness.
“Do you know our history?”
“Did you know us before you met us?”
Avon finally determined that the Wingmen in front of him had lost their past.
They forget where they came from and why they were born.
Avon stretched out his hand, and a book suddenly appeared in his palm.
“Your stories are recorded here.”
“If you are interested, I can read it to you.”
Afoan looked into Duma’s eyes: “But this story may not be the same as what you imagined, are you sure you want to know?”
Duma didn’t speak, just nodded.
Avon took her to a corner and asked Duma to sit down.
He turned the pages of the book and started talking.
“This is a story about a thousand years ago, a story about gods and mortals.”
“A story about the birth of an intelligent species.”
That is a fairy tale, called the Mother of Ten Thousand Snakes and the Trial of God.
The story tells the story of the mother of ten thousand snakes and the master of life. The master of life created the mother of ten thousand snakes. In order to make the mother of ten thousand snakes worthy of God’s favor, he tested the ten thousand snakes through trials. mother of Thurmus.
Surmus, the snake-playing mother, passed one test after another and became an apostle of God.
In the end, because of jealousy, he let go the intelligent seedling man created by God.
The story ends here abruptly. Afoan didn’t talk about God’s punishment, nor did he talk about the situation after releasing the Winged Man.
This is a book written by later generations, a story written by a wandering musician. It contains many fabricated and imagined contents, but it also roughly tells the core content of several trials.
Afran put down the book and said to Duma, the winged girl.
“This is our myth.”
Duma couldn’t believe it, she asked Avon in a tone that felt funny.
“This is your myth?”
“It’s too absurd and too funny.”
“Since neither your **** nor my **** is the supreme god.”
“The mother of life is the highest god, who created us and all gods, why don’t you believe in the mother of life?”
Yafuan’s next words completely defeated the winged girl.
“No!”
“You are wrong.”
Afoan shook his head: “Although he created us, he also started this era.”
“However.”
“He is not the supreme god, he is the master of life and the creator of all spirits.”
Avon told Duma a truth that was even more terrifying than the story just now.
“She is the **** to the left of the Creator Throne.”
“Under the throne, there is the King of Wisdom with a crown.”
“On the right side of the throne, there is a dream master who controls the dream world.”
Duma stared at him blankly, and she asked a word out of nowhere.
“On the Creator’s Throne”
“Who is it?”
Avon shook his head: “I don’t know his name yet. My teacher saw everything in the last era, but he didn’t tell me in the end.”
“Those ancient sacred names, those ancient secrets.”
“Maybe it’s not what we mortals should know.”
“But before we were born, in an age too ancient to trace back.”
“The Creator created everything, and all wisdom, life, and strength come from Him.”
Duma found a flaw again: “In this case, why don’t you believe in Him?”
“To believe in what you say, the Creator who created everything?”
Duma was extremely excited. She felt that she had never experienced such intense emotions since she was born.
“If there is such a great god.”
“Why doesn’t he let everyone believe in him? Tell everyone how great he is?”
Yafuan suddenly asked Duma: “You say.”
“How do the gods view the beliefs of mortals?”
How could Duma know such a thing, and she has never seen a **** before.
However, Xiu Boen remembered the things that happened a long time ago, when Lord Xiu Boen was still alive.
Xubern also asked Avon: “How do you think the gods view the beliefs of mortals?”
At that time, Yafuan was also in the same place.
However, Xiuboen said something to Avon that made him tremble, and he felt as if he had been frozen to the bone by the cold wind on the spot, unable to move at all.
Xuburn’s expression at that time was helpless and hesitant to the extreme, and there was even a hint of madness.
he said to Avon.
“God said.”
“Believe in me, it has nothing to do with me.”
Afoan thought that this sentence was said by the master of life, which fits the image of this master aloofly.
He didn’t know that this was what Xiuboen heard from the Sky Temple, from the Ledlich oath sung by the three-leaf people from generation to generation. King Jessel spoke.
Avon stood up, and he looked out at the city, at the moon in the sky.
“Because the supreme **** does not need the belief of mortals.”
Avon expressed his inner thoughts: “I just said it.”
“The gods are like the sun.”
“Mortals are too weak, too close to the sun will bring disaster.”
“Without the sun, we cannot exist in this world.”
“We need the sun, even if there is a glimmer of light or warmth in the darkness, we must hug him tightly.”
Duma looked at Avon, she asked him.
“Your belief is still a belief?”
Yafuan asked her back: “Does God care?”
Duma was shocked, but she did not believe what Avon said.
“That’s not the case.”
“That’s not the case.”
She shook her head and kept backing away, looking at Avon with indescribable emotion in her eyes.
But in the end.
She didn’t argue, she didn’t get angry.
It just spread its wings and flew into the sky, and its beautiful and light figure flitted under the moon.
She left with unspeakable panic and anxiety.
On the other side, Yafuan also felt a sense of uneasiness and crisis when he watched Duma leave.
“The winged people really survived.”
Avon looked to the northwest, and he could probably guess that the territory of the winged people should be there.