There is always something wrong with the temple

Xu Lei kept his eyes on the calm sea.

The deep blue color occupied his eyes and occupied all of Xu Lei's attention, he couldn't even hear the footsteps behind him clearly.

"Xu Lei?" Patrol Captain John looked at him strangely, poked his head out from behind him, and saw only a piece of calm sea.

The sea area seems quiet and normal, but the danger hidden underneath is not on the surface.John pulled Xu Lei back a few steps. The sea area here is deceptive, and it is easy to confuse people into the sea.

Xu Lei is the night watchman of the Church of the Lord of Dawn.

——Brand new, a group of talents who are about to be sent to the Old Continent.

Xu Lei's talent is indeed good. In the eyes of many people, he is indeed a suitable candidate. It is very suitable to stay in the New World.But because of what he said after becoming a believer—games—this caused a certain debate within the church, and then decided to collect a group of believers from the New World—especially those believers who had played the game "Shenji Continent" .

Xu Lei used to be a loyal fan of "Shenji Continent". Even now he is still very active on the forum. Many game players know his name. After all, his filming posts once attracted many people to watch.

He stepped back following John's footsteps, and said, "How many days do we have?"

The sea area outside the New World does not allow any teleportation, even the teleportation array set up by the archbishop himself can't play a role.No matter how powerful a professional is, if they want to cross that sea area, they can only honestly take a boat.

"It's about half a month away. Although the teleportation array can't be used, space mages can still play a role on the hull." After John finished speaking, he motioned Xu Lei to go back to his cabin. Dangerous, very easy to fall.

Xu Lei nodded and went back to his cabin.

Then he logs into the forum.

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[Does anyone remember his Novice Village?I found that I can't remember my Novice Village experience? 】

Xu Lei covered his forehead.

He only remembered the name of his Novice Village.

— Asimi Village.

Asimi Village.

This is a small village with only a dozen families. The road leading to Asimi Village is full of thorns. The muddy swamp and roaring monsters are often the biggest obstacles. The opposite picture was made.

Pure natural flowers and green grass, fresh fragrance and peaceful atmosphere are often the most effective in relieving tension.There are indeed very few aborigines here, but there are a lot of tourists from other places.

Asimi Village is a magical village.

There are the most flowers and plants on the mainland here, and every corner of the village has gorgeous colors, and the pervasive fragrance of flowers lingers all year round.

This is simply in stark contrast to the road leading to Asimi village.

"Mephisto." On the main road of Asimi Village, a boy in a white robe was led by a tall man beside him. The man was wearing a low-key priest's robe, and his downcast eyes were very gentle. It seemed that all the attention was taken away by the boy's words.

Passers-by subconsciously glanced back, and were immediately shocked by the extremely beautiful appearance, which was an indescribable feeling.

"Going forward here, you can see a lot of things." Wu Su muttered while nibbling on the pancakes Mephisto bought for him.

Although the voice didn't sound very clear, the soft and waxy voice made Mephisto's golden eyes soaked with soft light.

"This is where you started." Mephisto scanned the surrounding environment. Although he said so, his eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest.I don't feel as comfortable here as the tourists who come and go, nor do I think how beautiful the environment here is.

The only meaning here for Mephisto is related to the five sous.

Relatively speaking, it is also related to Mephisto.

It was here that Wu Su met Mephistopheles for the first time.

The appearance of Mephisto at that time can be described in words.

Even the appearance of a few righteous gods is actually in the strange range. Whether it is the Mother Earth or the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, the most mysterious extremes they represent, to ordinary races, it is like ants trying to To pry into the mysteries of the stars, no matter who they are, they will completely collapse the moment they see them.

This is also one of the reasons why the number of divine descendants is decreasing... No matter how powerful and pious the archbishop is, it is impossible to resist the descending of the gods. Different levels contain different truths, forcibly distorted in Together they often don't end well.

Wusu walked slowly, eating while walking, and when Wusu gnawed off the corner of the pancake, they walked to the flower shop in Asimi Village.

Flower shops are almost everywhere in Asimi Village. Tourists coming and going always come here admiringly. It has become a tradition to buy a few bouquets of flowers casually.But the flower shop that Wu Su went to was in a very deep and dark alley.The kerosene lamp at the entrance of the alley didn't seem to have much spare power, and it flickered occasionally, making it look very dim.

In the depths of this alley, wisps of flower fragrance wafted from it, as if the veil of temptation was looming, sometimes disappearing.When Wu Su lowered his head, the crumbs of the pancakes fell to the ground, and a white mouse rushed over, grabbed the crumbs with two claws, and quickly disappeared into the depths of the alley.

Mephisto's fingers moved slightly.

Five Su grabbed Mephisto's index finger.

Mephisto fell silent.

When he lowered his head to look at Wusu, he was so obedient as if he didn't intend to do anything.

"I would have brought Black here if I knew it earlier." Wu Su said with puffy cheeks.

Although Blake is a young dragon who doesn't know how to appreciate it, he loves all kinds of flowers very much.The starry sky garden in the Dark Forest is often ruined by black dragon cubs flying over, and Wusu often receives complaints from elves.

Elf: %￥*[email protected]*&%!

Wu Su nodded.

The black dragon cub crouched in a corner.

Two days later, Black continued to be attracted to the spores and almost landed on them.

Elf:……

The little wings fluttered in anger!

There are more broken golden pieces!

"He didn't want to come." Mephisto said casually, as if he really didn't care at all.

The black dragon cub Black said: No Black!Blake is not!Threatened by the sight of death, Blake, who has not yet awakened, chooses to squat in the corner.The chubby wings waved twice, rolling inside the fleshy body, those black scales wrinkled and twisted into an aggrieved look.

Mephisto is a big bad guy!

The big villain far away in Asimi Village continued: "Have you remembered?"

This "adventure" was an invitation from Mephisto.

The adventure proposed by Mephisto seems to have some ulterior purpose from the very beginning.Although Wu Su knew about this matter, Wu Su didn't take it to heart.

He seemed to be pampering Mephisto, no matter what Mephisto proposed, he tolerantly agreed.

The rules take issue with that.

【You can't pamper him that much. 】

When the rules speak, they don't have any tone, and the rules themselves are not entities, but the existence of some kind of consciousness.For consciousness, the rules will not be biased, or the biased target of the rules is only Wusu. Except for Wusu, all people or gods can only belong to the fate within the rules, no matter what the fate is. All are predetermined results.

Being able to make exceptions to the rules, or show different changes, is only jeopardizing the existence of Wusu itself.

such as.

—Emotion itself is not needed, not allowed.

"Could it be that something bad will happen to you when you meet me?" Wu Su blinked her big eyes, quickly gnawed the pancake in her hand, then slowly took out the handkerchief from her pocket, trying to wipe her cheek Wipe off any debris that gets on it.

But before he took out the handkerchief, Mephisto had already squatted in front of Wusu, gently helping him wipe off the cake crumbs.He seemed to be observing everything Wusu needed all the time, and gave feedback silently. This was indeed a decent observation, but it was a bit creepy.

Being watched and observed by people all the time, not all people can accept such so-called care.But for Wu Su, the biggest reaction was just a thank you.

【of course not. 】

The rules reacted quickly. If something like this really happened, Wusu himself would react and sense it, not to mention the rules.

The dialogue between Wusu and the rules will not be known by others.This other person, including all the existences including Mephisto, is like a communication channel, and at both ends of the channel, only the rules and Wusu can be sensed, and everything else will be completely excluded.

Wu Su stopped talking, they had already arrived at the door of the flower shop.

This flower shop is incompatible with the darkness deep in the alley, and the furnishings inside are exceptionally clean and delicate, with lampshades and flowerpots everywhere forming a beautiful arrangement.Although it occupies a small area, and you can even see the stairs in the deep corner at a glance, it is filled with all kinds of flowers and plants, some of which are common but also extremely precious.Ordinary and precious flowers and plants are just randomly placed in one place, as if there is no difference in essence, except for the name and appearance, they are all flowers and plants.

At the moment when Wusu led Mephisto to the door of the store, they heard the creaking sound at the corner of the stairs in the depths, and the boss came down.

The owner of this flower shop is a thin old dwarf.

The old dwarf looked very old, with a stooped waist and a pair of sharp eyes on his big hooked nose. He carried a dangling lamp and walked slowly to the door.The clothes worn by the old dwarf were a little tattered, but they were mended and cleaned.It's like using something you are used to, which should have been discarded a long time ago, but you don't want to throw it away because of long-term nostalgia, and you always remember it.

His sharp eyes swept across the two visitors. The old dwarf's voice was hoarse, as if it had been ground into fine stones, "What do you want?" He was very rude when he spoke, as if he didn't want to entertain guests at all.

Wu Su was slowly touching the pocket, but there were really too many things in the pocket, and it took Wu Su a long time to finally get what he wanted.The old dwarf who was waiting while Wusu was picking up his pocket seemed a little impatient. He clicked his tongue, shook the lamp in his hand, and was about to curse, but was suddenly bumped into the white robe. The man with golden eyes behind the boy glared.

That would have been a very common thing.

The old dwarf has a bad temper and often conflicts with guests, but despite his thin appearance, the old dwarf was actually a strong professional when he was young, but when he got old, he cultivated himself and began to grow flowers Hastily, come to calm my heart, so I don't use force as often as before.

The guest who was beaten by the old dwarf:?

Gan!

Is this self-cultivation?

Pooh!

Where did he not use force? !

But after the old dwarf was glared at by the tall man among the two guests, a sudden terror gripped his heart, as if for a moment he encountered the previous terror again, like the one who had completely defeated him. The enemy of the old dwarf, no, even more terrifying than that enemy, like a natural enemy, like a higher level of power, so heavy that it almost crushed the old dwarf's heart.

"Five Sus have been found!"

At this moment, the little man said happily.

His voice seemed to break some blockade, causing the old dwarves who forgot to breathe for a moment to gasp, and the fresh air flowed into the old dwarf's lungs again.The old dwarf staggered twice, and his hand that was not holding the lamp rested on the flower bed.

Knowing that he encountered a more powerful enemy today, the old dwarf didn't dare to be as casual as before.

In his many years of adventure, he only learned one principle.

When you encounter an enemy stronger than yourself, you just need to lie flat and pretend to be dead. There is no way to get better results by struggling and resisting.

What appeared in Wu Su's hand was a shining silver key.

The old dwarf looked at the key in a daze, not knowing what the guest meant, but the moment of daze seemed to be broken by something after a moment.

The old dwarf remembered.

Think of a legend that might not seem like a legend at all.

About, a story about a box.

There has been a secret in their family since a long time ago, and they seem to be keeping a magical box for someone who is a great being.The box didn't have any gaps or keyholes. It was so small in size and heavy in weight that no one could open or move the box.After the ancestors of the old dwarf took over the box from that great being, they lived in Asimi Village for many years. It seems that their family settled here because of this.

Such legends are like those fairy tales, gossips are like false existences. To the old dwarf, the legends that have been circulating for an unknown number of years are just bedtime stories.He didn't like the quiet environment of Asimi Village, which was why he ran away from home in his early years and wandered on the road. However, when he was old, the old dwarf, who had been adventurous all his life, finally decided to return to his hometown to live.

Then the old dwarf who once had bloody hands decided to open a flower shop.

Isn't this normal?

To some extent, Asimi Village is the epitome of flowers.

The old dwarf swallowed, his cloudy eyes fixed on the key.

this key.

The old dwarf was sure that he had never seen this key, but the moment he looked at it, he knew perfectly well that this was the key that could open the box that was stored in his home.

The old dwarf tried to open that chest once.

Although he thinks that the legend is false, there is indeed such a strange box in his home, and that box has been locked in the basement for many years, and no one pays special attention to it.

Perhaps when each new generation of heirs appears, they will have a short-term love and interest inspired by the legend, but with the passage of time, the legend will remain a legend after all, and the short-term infatuation will always disappear.

And then forget about the box that might have been there.

The old dwarf hadn't thought of the box in the basement for a long time, but the moment Wu Su took out the key, all the memories came back to his mind.

The excitement, ecstasy, joy, joy, enthusiasm, and love for those short but fiery fireworks that once had poured into the old dwarf's heart and lungs again.

"It's that key, it's that key!"

The old dwarf happily snatched the key from Wusu's hand, his running speed was not what he should have at his age, and he disappeared in front of Wusu and Mephisto in the blink of an eye.

Even Mephisto didn't think of this.

Mephisto wants to bring Wusu to Asimi Village, which can be interpreted as he wants to revisit the old place, or it can be explained that Mephisto actually wants to strengthen Wusu’s emotional changes to a certain extent.It's like strengthening the effect of that altar. Asimi Village does have a stable ability, and the positive ability is not created out of nothing or popped out of a stone.

This is bestowed by Wusu.

Asimi Village does have some kind of strange power, which is why Asimi Village, with less than a dozen aboriginal households, is so popular with tourists.Whether it is promotion or cultivation, whether it is communication or business, it seems that in Asimi Village, they will always receive the most tolerant blessings.

It seems that this is the place of success, it seems that this is the source of victory, it seems that this is the fruit of happiness...Under this subtle influence, although the major churches have not found anything unusual in Asimi Village, Assi Mi Cun's reputation will always be circulated in some secrets.After all, given the danger outside Asimi Village, not everyone can come to Asimi Village.

The figure of the old dwarf had long since disappeared.

But for Wusu and Mephisto, finding the whereabouts of the old dwarf was not a difficult task.Mephisto took Wu Su's hand and stepped into this delicate and small flower shop. Without looking in the direction, he took Wu Su directly to a remote corner.

There was a door that was shaking.

"Did you entrust something here?" Mephisto tilted his head curiously, looking at Wusu with those golden eyes.

In the gilt gold, only five Su can be accommodated.

Wusu's short legs stepped on the sounding wooden plank, kicking forward.

Hearing Mephisto's question, Wusu showed a strange smile.

Compared to Wu Su's delicate and lovely face, this seemed a bit too mature.

Wu Su shook his head.

Wu Su said seriously.

"Mephisto." Wu Su saw the passage leading to the basement, the dark passage didn't look very obvious, "That's not Wu Su's thing."

It's not five sou's... stuff?

Mephisto frowned.

Five Su's words are obvious.

Not five-sou stuff, but Mephisto stuff.

Mephisto couldn't remember what he had stored here, and he didn't even have this memory in his mind. This was a special experience for Mephisto.

Because it is impossible for him to make such a mistake, unless Wu Su did something in it.

Mephisto and Wusu walked down the stairs. There was not enough light in the dark basement, but with a snap of Mephisto's fingers, the whole section of the stairs became brighter, as if some color was burning generally.

"I can't remember what exactly is stored here."

Mephisto was very calm.

Wu Su narrowed his big eyes, and said with a smile: "With Mephisto's state at the time, it's normal not to remember."

At that time, Mephisto was the most dangerous and also the weakest time.

As for the missing memory, Mephisto didn't seem to have any intention of pursuing it, he just laughed following Wusu's words.

Yes.

Mephisto was as happy as if he had acquired the most precious treasure in the world.Lost things are unimportant things, there is nothing worth pursuing for him, only five sous are the root of everything.

In Mephisto's plan, Asimi Village is not the only place to stay, they have more places to go, but now Mephisto clearly realizes that perhaps Asimi Village is the beginning and the end. Where it ends.The place of trial has become a thing of the past, and there is no need to go back to the memory that belongs to Constantine.

Wusu's memory recovered.

Maybe it was at the altar, maybe it was the idle lord's day, or the moment he set foot in Asimi Village.No matter what time it is, isn't this a wonderful thing for Mephisto?

Mephisto would be happier if there were fewer existences that were more valued and cherished by Wusu.

The basement looked very long, and they walked for a full 10 minutes before they reached the bottom.

And the old dwarf, who was far faster than them, was crawling in a corner, trembling, shrinking, and talking unintelligible words.

Those words sounded like the devil's hell, the temptation of the evil god, and it sounded almost unbearable, a splitting attack in the head.The things that used to exist in the basement gradually withered and disappeared with the depression of the old dwarf, and even the erosion cracks were clearly visible on the floor next to it.The twisted and hidden power exists here, and it is opened by the key in the old dwarf's hand and the weird raving.

These inexplicable words fell into Mephisto's ears, leaving only two simple words.

"The sea."

"destroy."

Oh!

A soft, distant sigh.

Mephisto remembered.

He remembered what he had lost.

Forsaken, discarded, unwanted, not allowed.

Mephisto suddenly looked down at Wusu, and muttered a word in a daze for a moment.

"why?"

Wusu was digging out pockets at this moment.

Go around magically!

There seemed to be endless things hidden in that pocket, some that Mephisto knew and some that Mephisto didn't know.Now what Wu Su took out was the big bottle of juice that he stuffed in before. He seemed to have a special liking for this kind of juice.

The basement was very dark, and Wu Su, who was holding juice, happened to be standing in the backlight, but Wu Su's small face was not covered in the dimness of the basement at all.

"Everyone has the right to choose." Wusu's words seemed a bit ambiguous amid the sound of sucking juice.

—His existence is light.

Except for Wusu's exquisite appearance, he looks like a teenager who can be seen everywhere.No matter what race it is, it looks like it should be still studying in the academy, or an ordinary little man that can be seen everywhere.

Wu Su never showed any unique appearance or behavior.

He is the manifestation of all things.

He was meant to be, he wanted to be, and he always was.

Wusu was brought to Asimi Village by Mephisto?

No.

It was Wusu who allowed Mephisto to take him to Asimi Village.

It's not even clear whether Wu Su's wish triggered this fact, or Wu Su's permission led to this result.

Wu Su ignored the rules of rolling and speaking desperately in front of his eyes, the flashing words and gorgeous fireworks almost covered everything in front of Wu Su's eyes, but Mephisto's pair of golden eyes still stayed in front of his eyes.

[You know, you shouldn't do this! 】

The rules screamed.

—if the rules had a voice.

Mephisto seemed to hear something at that moment, a sound that should not exist and should not be perceived.

very familiar.

And very far away.

I don't know how many years after Mephisto was born, during this long time that cannot be counted by numbers, he seems to have had the same experience.Going back to the source, Mephisto could feel his consciousness drifting farther and farther, becoming more and more empty, as if he had traveled to a moment that even he himself could not define the time and place.

He... He saw it.

Ancient, long-standing, once the place where the Lord stayed for a long time, and even lived - Asimi.

Mephisto didn't know why, he only realized it at this moment.

The word Asimi was forcibly translated from some ancient language.

God's language.

Asimi, in the language of God.

It is the place where the Lord was born.

After the Creator created this brand new world, He drew a small dot somewhere where the existence once existed.

After the splendid light, the village of Asimi has been achieved here.

Something broken, once blocked memories began to recover.

Mephisto saw many, many messy points of light.Mephisto met Wusu... got a gift, and was able to keep it intact... Mephisto is just a heresy to all things in the world... It is an existence that is not allowed and should not exist. When it was born , world awareness and rules bound it... The memories that flashed quickly seemed to fill in the gaps, trying to fill in some existences that Mephisto had voluntarily forgotten and abandoned.

In this instant, in the choice China given by Wusu, Mephisto saw meaning, existence, the original singularity, broken things, and a future that may or may not exist.

He is the end.

Everything that has a beginning will have an end.The beginning and the end are always relative, but they are also a complete circle.

The rules do not allow the existence of this kind of heresy, and the possibility of the birth and destruction of consciousness is not allowed. If it is not for Wusu, everything will cease to exist. For Mephisto, his time may have ended before it even started. up.

【You know, you shouldn't save him. 】

Mephisto once heard a voice say this, that voice was in a trance, intermittent, as if it was a bad signal, and it didn't seem like a voice that a person could make, it was ethereal, as if it had traveled through the interstellar .

That's the rule.

he thought.

warmth.

This was the first feeling he felt.

Someone is holding him.

He was so amazed.

Such a short and small emotion is already precious and incalculable to Him.

Any creature, regardless of race, who tried to touch it suffered an annihilation blow.But now there is actually a warm touch, through the layers of gray mist and tentacles, he who exists at the core can feel the faint warmth.

That feeling is amazing.

He wants more, He wants more.

He tried his best to break through the shackles of rules and consciousness, and he tried to spy on the warm embrace of the master.

Pain followed by a piercing sound.

He saw it.

First, a pair of dark eyes.

Then came the messy little curls.

Followed by warm hands, and overwhelming pure white.

He saw him.

The end of all things saw the Creator of all things.

He heard the Lord say, "But He is small and cold."

The very small and cold He tried his best to curl up his own existence, and the darkness that almost swallowed the entire world at that moment shrank rapidly.

He tried his best to lie in those warm little hands.

A weak black tentacle carefully touched the warm master. Immediately, He heard the softest smile in the world and a soft voice, "He is no different."

The dead gray and black disappeared, in the eyes of the rules, in the line of fate.

The end of all things closed his eyes, and he fell into a deep sleep.

That's how it all started.