Lord of the Continent [Western Fantasy]

The black-haired boy stood there quietly.

His expression is so peaceful, the dark eyes flashed endless years, like the bright stars in the dark night.

Behind him danced countless tentacles in the starry sky, and his whole body exuded a powerful aura that suppressed all gods.

A deafening roar suddenly sounded in the dream hall, and the fog filled the sky in an instant.

Without any sign, this ancient god who cannot be seen directly, cannot be spoken, is above all gods, and created everything,

——That's it, I woke up.

Sensing the changes in Xixiu Mi, Hersius' wings couldn't help but tremble, and the black and white colors became more and more intense.

How could he wake up early?

At this moment, the angel was embarrassed and began to think wildly.

what to do?Is the new era about to start early?

No!This is not the most important.

Will he check Xixiumi's memory?And then found out that when he was a human being, he had been raped by himself again and again?

Will He know his thoughts?

The angel, whose intuition was likely to be exposed, stood behind the ancient god he had secretly admired for thousands of years, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Also feeling the aura of the ancient gods, Arrodis's divine core began to violently turbulent uncontrollably.

He didn't recognize this dream master, since he was born, he has never met a god with such an aura, it is simply an existence that crushes everything.

The God of Life swallowed, used all his divine power, and quietly added a thick layer of protection to himself.

He was very worried about being suddenly harmed by the master of the dream. After all, the other party was walking with the original angel who killed the gods, and it was obvious that the angel obeyed the orders of this unknown god.

"Rhodis..."

The ancient god pondered for a moment, then smiled lightly and said, "It's really unexpected that you, as the third generation of gods, have your own dependents, and countless believers continue to provide faith. It seems that I have not paid attention to you for too long."

"The first, third generation of gods?" Arrodis was stunned.

In his cognition, the ranks of the gods are divided according to their strength and beliefs. How can there be several generations?

He temporarily forgot his fear, and asked suspiciously: "You said that I am the third generation of gods? Could it be that there were first and second generations before I was born?"

"Of course." The ancient god said gently, "The gods are divided according to the first generation, second generation, and third generation, and you are the third generation god, and the only god of life."

Arrodis: "..."

Seeing the bewildered face of the God of Life, the Ancient God smiled helplessly. His smile was so beautiful that he screamed frantically in the mist.

The ancient gods turned a deaf ear, and calmly began to speak to the God of Life, patiently telling the secrets that have existed since the beginning of time, but are not known to most gods today.

The voice of the ancient god was like a beautiful stream on a snow mountain, pure and peaceful, Arrodis felt an unprecedented sense of comfort in his heart, as if soaked in warm light.

The light was not as dazzling and hot as the sun, but like the starlight in the night sky of the eternal forest, brilliant and warm, which made him let go of all guards, filled his heart with nostalgia, and couldn't help but indulge in it.

Arrodis withdrew all his divine power, and looked at the black-haired god obediently and quietly like a young and ignorant child.

Under his pious eyes, the gray mist gradually faded away, and Arrodis finally saw the true face of the ancient god.

It was a beautiful face in a prosperous age that he had never seen before. It was unattainably beautiful, revealing an indescribable divinity, so that no one dared to blaspheme, even his name could not be spoken.

Arrodis sank completely, and the teachings of the ancient gods became concrete symbols, which floated in from his pointed left ear and came out from the right ear intact.

In the end, it crashed and fell to the ground.

Seeing Arrodice's absent-minded expression, the ancient god realized that this innocent God of Life had slipped away.

He sighed softly, mobilized his short and weak consciousness, and a starry tentacles behind him suddenly lengthened, stretching out in front of Arrodis in an instant.

When Hersius saw this, his heart skipped a beat. He wasn't worried about Arrodis, but thought about whether he would end up in the same way if he were liquidated by him later.

However, the angel's guess did not happen. The tentacles in the starry sky only lightly patted the face of the God of Life, and Arrodis' green pupil shrank immediately.

"Rhodis," the ancient god frowned slightly, and asked, "Are you listening to me seriously?"

Arrodis came back to his senses and stammered: "Yes, I'm sorry, I was distracted." Then he murmured: "Your family members... are really strange."

The ancient god withdrew his tentacles, and the divinity on his body dimmed a little. He said a little seriously: "Don't be distracted, listen to me carefully, otherwise there will be more tentacles teaching you."

Arrodis nodded, and the ancient god said in a deep voice: "The number of elves is getting thinner, your top priority is to solve this problem."

These words were hitting Arrodis' heart, and he finally came to his senses.

As the creator of the elves and the god of life in the eternal forest, Arrodis was unable to solve the fertility problems of the elves because of his gender.

Even with the blessing of the ancient tree of life, the elves still have a long time to usher in a new life.

The believers of the God of Life actually have insufficient fertility, which is unbelievable in the eyes of other gods.

Arrodis would often be annoyed, why is he not the goddess of life, but a male god of life, so that there is no such embarrassing pain for him.

"Do you have a solution?" The God of Life asked seriously.

Gu Shendao: "I suggest that you might as well go to the human kingdom to find the answer. In addition, you can also ask Hersius for help."

"If you still can't find a way in the future, even Hersius can't help you, then I promise you, I will solve this problem for you."

Hearing that he was suddenly named, the angel was very excited. He hadn't heard him call his name for too long. Even if he was asked to die immediately, he would have no regrets.

"I am willing to do anything for you." The angel tremblingly said, "I will do my best to help Arrodis and ensure that the task is completed."

"You don't have to be like this, Hersius." The ancient god said indifferently, "Whether to help or not to help, this is entirely based on your wish, not my order."

Hersius' face changed, and he said at a loss: "Is it because I didn't do well enough? Are you dissatisfied with me?"

The ancient god smiled at Hersius and said softly, "You misunderstood me, angel."

"Although I created everything, each of you does not belong to me. You have independent divine cores and independent thoughts, so you don't need to be blindly loyal to me or believe in me. I don't want to deprive you of your self."

"During my deep sleep, you can do whatever you want, even if these things have nothing to do with me, as long as you don't touch my bottom line, then when the next era comes, I won't liquidate anyone."

"Sir, I..."

Hersius' emotions were turbulent in an instant, and his eyes were scarlet with blood. He had a lot of things in his heart that he wanted to say to him, but he was at a loss for words.

The ancient god signaled the angel to calm down first, then turned to Arrodis and said, "Rhodis, I feel a little tired, this is the end of today, you go back first."

Arrodis glanced at the frozen Salinger, and faltered: "But, the elf sitting over there..."

"You can't take Mega Cardio away." The ancient god said wearily.

"Why?" Arrodis was puzzled, "Megacadio is the greatest elf king. He made great sacrifices and contributions in the tragic battle between the elves and the foreigners. I don't want to abandon such a A loyal and excellent follower..."

"Rhodis," the ancient god interrupted him, and asked, "Since you mentioned that battle, do you know to whom Megacadeo sacrificed the Sword of the Forest Spirit?"

Arrodis was stunned, then slowly shook his head, and the ancient god said: "He sacrificed to me. In fact, he sacrificed everything to me except the sword of the forest spirit. Ultimate victory."

Arrodis: "!!!"

Arrodis was extremely shocked. At that time, he was still sleeping in the ancient tree of life, so he didn't know the truth. He thought that the sword of the forest spirit had spirituality, so after the death of the master Migacadio, he followed him. Return to the embrace of nature.

So it turns out that the God of Forest Life firmly believed in the words of the ancient god.

Without any reason, he believed that He created everything, and He ruled over everything. Naturally, every word He said was unquestionable.

"I understand." Arrodis said, "Then I won't bother you, I'm leaving."

The ancient god nodded slightly, and Arrodis immediately turned into several green leaves, and then slowly dissipated, leaving only a faint fragrance of grass and trees.

After watching the God of Life leave, the Ancient God turned around, looked at the angel thoughtfully, and remained silent.

"My lord, are you awake?" Hersius asked cautiously, "Is the next era coming early?"

"No, Hersius, Sishoumi is still dominant now." The ancient god said slowly, "I was only awakened temporarily because of the arrival of Arrodis, after all, neither Sishoumi nor you can make him leave willingly ,Is not it?"

"I'm not doing well enough." Hersius said shamefully.

"Angel, you don't have to be so humble," the ancient god said softly, "I know everything you have done in the past, and I appreciate it."

With His approval, Hersius gained some confidence. He took the initiative to meet the deep black eyes of the ancient god, and said humbly and affectionately: "My lord, I have something to say to you."

"Finish, angel." Gu Shen said.

Hersius said seriously: "You just said that you don't need our allegiance and belief, but want us to do what we want to do, but for me, what you think is what I think, no matter what you want to do, Whatever is needed, I will execute it immediately, even if it costs me my life, I will not hesitate."

"I didn't do this for the sake of liquidation, but I wanted to be loyal to you willingly. I don't care whether I can transition to the next era safely. I don't even care whether I live through this era. I only care, I only care..."

"What do you care about?" Seeing that the angel was at a loss for words, the ancient god asked softly.

"I only care about..." Hersius paused for a short time, and summoned up his courage to say, "I only care about whether I can always be by your side during my lifetime, as long as I accompany you quietly, I will be satisfied. "

After finishing speaking, Hersius lowered his head, and his handsome face turned pale. The fallen angel, who has always been noble, reserved and arrogant, showed his timidity and fragility in a rare way.

——In front of the gods he has loved for thousands of years.

The ancient god closed his eyes, opened them again, pondered for a while and said: "Hersius, you have watched me sleeping for thousands of years, I know your heart, sorry, I don't understand feelings, and I don't know love. What is it?"

Hearing the ancient god's words, the wings on the back of the angel suddenly drooped to the ground, and his expression became extremely sad.

He should have known that what he longed for was nothing more than an empty wish, one that could not be fulfilled until the moment of his death.

Never, never will.

However, he still held vague hopes, and even kept deceiving and convincing himself—maybe in his lifetime, his dream could come true.

But now it seems that this is just his wishful thinking.

Just when the angel was sad, the ancient god said: "But since I separated the human soul and turned into Xixiumi to live in the human country, I have learned a lot and understood a lot."

"I think there will be a day when I will obtain complete human emotions. When that day comes, my divine soul will merge with Xixiumi's human soul again and become a brand new me."

"I know that you asked Sihumi for the eternal promise, so, Hersius..."

The ancient god stopped, and Hersius immediately looked up, and they stared at each other.

"So," the angel asked softly, "what?"

"So before that day comes," the ancient god said softly, "if I, as Xixiumi, fall in love with you, then let's be together."

Hersius: "!!!"

"What I'm saying is," the ancient god said with a smile, "to be together forever, without a deadline."

Hersius: "!!!!!!"

boom--!

Hersius' wings were fully unfolded in an instant, and the black and white wings instantly turned into pure white, shining with radiance.

The brilliance is so beautiful that it cannot be described in words. It is comparable to the colorful rainbow after the rain, and better than the gorgeous Milky Way in summer.

That is the overflowing affection of the angel, the love he has hidden for thousands of years.

He never dreamed that there would be such a day that he would get His promise of love.

Fortunately, this day is not the end of the universe, nor the end of his life.

This is just an ordinary day, a brand new day after he has been by His side for countless days and nights.

"My lord, I, you, I..." Hersius was incoherent with happiness.

Outside the palace of dreams, the gray mist began to boil and roll, and the indescribable people in the thick fog wailed tragically.

"Oh no—! How can you do this, my lord?!"

"It's over! The angel has really succeeded!"

"What do we do? How-?"

"Is it too late to please the angel?"

"It's too late! We have cheated angels too many times before."

"It's your idea, not mine."

"Yes, it's your idea, and it has nothing to do with me."

"It has nothing to do with me!"

"It has nothing to do with me!"

"...&%￥#..."

"Shut up! Idiots! Angels don't care who's idea, didn't you hear him say stupid mists? He only sees us as one!"

"Then what should we do? When the reckoning comes, the angel will let him erase us all?"

"Wooooow! Is it too late to apologize to the angel?"

"Perhaps he will repent or maybe he will."

"Impossible! He never broke his promise, we are determined to SHI this time!"

"It won't all be settled, He still needs us!"

"Be good to ourselves, didn't you listen to the adults? As long as you don't touch His bottom line, He won't liquidate anyone."

"Oh yes, the bottom line! Don't touch the bottom line!"

"But what's the bottom line?"

"……………………"

When this question was thrown by an indescribable figure, the fog fell silent.

After half an hour.

"Anyway, it's right to continue flattering! Learn from the angel, do what He thinks, and have no complaints or regrets!"

"Yes! Just do it!"

"What about that angel? How should we face him in the future?"

"I don't know, let's take a step and see."

In the hall of dreams, the ancient gods and angels did not pay attention to the discussion of the mist. Hersius was full of pink hearts, and the ancient gods consumed too much consciousness because of summoning the tentacles in the starry sky. The human soul is gradually replaced.

He still had something to say to the angel, but there was no time.

The divinity in the black pupil gradually dimmed, and the soul of the ancient god fell asleep again.

It's not too late to tell him when I wake up, the days are long, anyway, we will be together for a long, long, long, long time...

At the moment when he fell asleep, he thought in his heart, and finally smiled softly.