Presenting nesting dolls to the beautiful world

When a philosophy is wrapped in gold, it is not thought but power.

Similarly, if a set of rules is linked to 'gods', then it is just a power projection of a religious personality cult.

It will have nothing to do with Utopia or its people themselves.

……

Everything in this world is inextricably linked with power.

And what determines whether a person is 'free' is not whether the person 'can choose to do something', but whether he can 'choose not to do something'.

If everyone in the environment maintains a rule that is as fair as possible, then everyone still has the 'right to refuse to do something'...

But as long as the scene becomes chaotic, not to mention trying to put thoughts into other people's heads, but just refusing others to put their thoughts into their own heads requires a strong enough deterrent.

History tells us: If you can only be reasonable and only reasonable in the face of one thing, it is far from enough to change things around you.

But if you are 1.9 meters tall and can carry the city gate with five strengths in addition to being reasonable, you are especially good at fighting among a group of ordinary people, and you can even drive a chariot with three oxen and two horses with one hand and wave a long sword with both hands to catch shrimps in front of others , then you can make everyone here sit down calmly and learn to listen to your reasoning.

But in front of the "God" whose every move can trigger the feedback of the world's rules, no one can make any sense.

It's useless even if 'God' wants to hear those truths.

No matter who it is, as long as it has a certain concentration of divinity and masters a certain law, it will become a god with the corresponding priesthood.But every god... will encounter the three-party invasion of priesthood, divinity and evil thoughts.

This is especially true of New Gods.

One of them will interfere with the subconscious of the gods, making them instinctively want to 'perform their duties'.A consciousness that would interfere with the gods and gradually numb their emotional responses.One is simply for death, the essence is the infection of evil gods, once it is stained, it cannot be shaken off...

Three kinds of threats, all of them are heart-wrenching.

……

Thinking about it in this world, there are indeed few people who can deal with everything rationally for a long time when they can clearly realize that they are being forced to become "less like themselves" by external forces every minute and every second.

Destruction is a long war, and no one can make a single mistake.But even if everyone can make all the choices right, there is no guarantee that the ending will be the 'good' one.

What's more, the "gods" of the Green Riel civilization who were once human, the problems they encountered were [-] times more serious than the problems that Lei Zhe once encountered.

As a result, cracks appeared in the order based on 'reason'.

……

At first, there were differences of ideas, and then civil strife that lasted for nearly a thousand years.The plans that used to cooperate and cooperate have stopped one after another, and the facilities that have been built together have been separated. Each faction wants to seize its own ideals and the future it wants...

...but no one is a winner.

"It was a long polar night." Shia said, "For a hundred years, the entire planet fell into infinite darkness."

"Countless evil gods have descended, and countless people have died. The Starwalker Council that has been split... No, it should be said that the 'Grinriel Gods' were forced to reunite, but there was no way to recover."

"In desperation, the gods who finally remembered that they 'used to be human' worked together to build seven magical institutions to preserve the final fire, and separated the last 10,000+ people of the Green Riel civilization into a never-ending escape state."

"And after that, because the members of the civilization they belonged to dropped sharply, the gods gradually began to wake up."

"Looking at the dilapidated world, they realized that from the beginning, this was a tragic story."

Having said that, Shia suddenly paused.

"...In the end, they relit the sun, moon and starry sky." She said, "No one knows how they repelled the evil gods, and how they made the stars shine again... But, the world Gaining a bit of breathing room, new life and civilization stories gradually developed, until today, including them and us, there have been 6 'civilizations' in total in the 82 years of this world."

"Only 82?" the players asked.

After all, they come from a world full of civilizations and cultures, and they really can't understand the fact that there are only 6 civilizations with a history of 82 years.

Shia smiled at this.

"Actually... of course more than that." She said softly, "It's just that among the 'Tyne', those who are not strong enough will not be able to leave their names after all."

"What's more, the historical records of this world have been destroyed on a large scale at least twelve times in the past 6 years."

"As for the reason for the destruction..."

She blinked: "Who knows?" She said, "Don't guess, children, knowledge and words are powerful, just like we never record the details related to 'The Evil God' in a certain carrier The above is handed down... You know, it's not the past, it's the hidden threat and the despair we've only managed to get rid of."

"..." Lei Zhe tasted it, and suddenly asked: "How many generations of gods have there been in this world?"

Shia smiled: "Good question, I don't know either. All I know is that the number will not be less than 'five'."

"...Among the gods, are there any complete and sober gods still alive?" Lei Zhe asked again.

"Of course not... At least as far as our current generation of civilization is concerned, until 300 years ago, we have not found a true 'god'." Shia said, "Everything has a price, not to mention Save a dying world."

"So," Lei Zhe asked the last question: "What opportunity are you delaying our action for?"

Under Shia's slightly dilated pupils, a emerald green light appeared in the eyes of the silver-eyed Windcaller.

His voice was calm and cold: "Your life secret energy is rapidly burning and depleting. You are paying the price of prolonging your life so far...if you can afford it."

"If you drag on any longer, you're going to die. It's pointless."

As he said, the strange space that was once filled with lava suddenly shook the sky.

This piece of space began to shatter, it suddenly became virtual and then suddenly real, flickering between virtual and real, and finally burst.

Over there, a forearm-long natural irregular crystalline thorn fell out together with everyone, and was caught by the supreme god above Yaori Mountain—afterwards, everyone was lifted by the giant god's burning and hard huge palm. In the sky, the live broadcast room was immediately frightened by fear of heights.

A note sounded, and it seemed so ethereal and grand in the hot and cold convective wind.

It comes from Mount Yaori, and also from the entire interior of the Holy Radiance Mountain Range.

It brought a belated music, a distant hymn...

...in this darkness.

In the church, the resurrected played the last silent note, listening to the sound of the pipe organ outside that was constructed based on the entire magic mechanical system, and sighed softly.

"Damn it," he said, "it's not good if you can't hear it the first time you play it, and you played it wrong."

The players looked down at the entire Holy Radiance Mountain Range, as well as the vast sky and the Theocracy shrouded in darkness.

When they opened the "Book of the Chosen", the pop-up full-coverage UI interface could mark for them in real time how big the "Chosen One Occupied Area" within the Holy Radiance Mountain Range was.

——Those areas, they have been expanding and gradually joined together.

In today's long day, they have really experienced too much.

The task bar information also flashed and flashed, and finally stopped on a task called [Please love me deeply].

The personal information belonging to 'Vislin Kesselbold' has opened a new entry in the category of quotations: 'Children, if you live in this world, you will one day understand that in this world, a sentence can be called precious anywhere. The most important things are: human life, wise mind, honest heart and hope for the future. '

There is also a new piece of information called "The Second Episode of "Thirteen Copper Coins"" opened, and "The Last Song", which choked the players so hard before, is actually one of its episodes. '.

The whole chapter of "Farewell":

[Song]: Today

[Song]: I want to tell you

[Song]: Hug me please

[Song]: My Saint

[Song]: Even if I am stiff and cold now

[Song]: Please kiss me

[Song]: My sage

[Song]: Even if I'm broken now

[Song]: Please caress me

[Song]: My Lover

[Song]: Even if I am stupid and ignorant now

[Song]: Please have mercy on me

[Song]: My Idea

[Song]: Even now I can't do anything

[Song]: Yes, time wears away the name of the world

[Song]: But please love me too

[Song]: Just as the wind loves its freedom, the flower loves its leaves

[Song]: Please love me deeply, just like loving your hands and eyes

[Song]: As the rich man loves his copper coin, the warrior loves his sword

[Song]: Yes, time wears away your name and me, but please love me deeply

[Song]: Just like I love my world, love the blue sky

This "Farewell" does not seem to be in the same style as "The Last Song", but it seems to belong to the relevant information of the repertoire rehearsed by some ancient civilizations for the story of "Thirteen Copper Coins".

In addition, at the bottom of the information interface that displayed the lyrics, there was a handwritten font, and a line of words that did not belong to the content of the lyrics was written:

[If you want me to love you, then you have to love the world as you love me, and yourself as I love the world. ]

[goodbye. ]

The forum is speculating about what this means—what is the source of the love that the singer wants to seek?

Is it the object of his admiration, trust, and love, or an illusory dream?

And what's more, isn't it... 'the whole dying world and its beloved civilization'?

For a while, critics and analysts had different opinions.

Because the amount of information is too small, no one can analyze more things now... But what is certain is that in the entire repertoire, the position of this song must not be very high.

And in the hands of the giant statue-like 'Supreme God', Ah Niao picked up the crystal thorn, watching all these arguments, a little inappropriately recalling the feeling when the cold wind was blowing in a high place last time.

At that time, she looked at a city that was dead and could not rest in peace, now she quietly looks at a city that is not dead but broken...

She thought of the person who accompanied the players through the game life at that time, and the brilliant blond hair.

She also recalled a conversation between the sociable "wandering grocer" and the other person in the copy before everyone knew the identity of the therapist 300 years ago.

——"What are you here for?"

—— "Uh, do you have to have a purpose for coming here?"

——“Everyone comes here for their own purpose.”

— “Then… we’re trying to make something better.”

——"Really? That's great..."

—"Hey, speaking of which, what about you? What are you for?"

——"In order to remove the lesion."

——"Remove the lesion?"

——"Yeah...the power of a healer is the power of life, and now, the existence of this city has begun to endanger the lives of each of us. Then it is a lesion, a lesion that needs to be removed."

——"...Really? So speaking of it, you are also trying to make something better."

——"Huh? Well...you also have lesions that need to be removed?"

--"certainly……"

Ah Niao turned her head and looked at those who were close at hand, not sure if they were real or not...

... Grass, their unicorn headgear hasn't been taken off yet! !

Ah Niao silently covered the unicorn's head, fully feeling what regret is: one thing to say, she has every reason to believe that the way she wears this thing will be recorded in the history of this game...

tsk...

In short, no matter what, she and her comrades are really here.

This is a game.

It is also the player's second life.

She stood up and said softly, "Let's go, let's go down."

"Go down?" Everyone was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized: "Oh, that's right! We can't let them finish the reward, we have to have a bite too!!"

[?You are all just that much! !Zhuo! 】

[Laughing, brothers who are pushing the speed, hurry up!Brother Bird and the others are coming down to grab food! 】

Ah Niao laughed, took off the unicorn headgear with one hand, helped the silver crown on his forehead, and said: "No, it's not grabbing food..." She said, "...It's excision of the lesion!!"

In the darkness in front of the church door, the resurrected who had just walked out of the door suddenly raised his head and looked into the sky.

——He seems to have heard some familiar words from the therapist? ?

No, do any healers really fly that high? !

And when she said this, and other players also cooperated with this seemingly meaningless second-in-two behavior, Lei Zhe, who was behind the crowd, suddenly glanced at her.

The next moment, all the former internal beta players suddenly flashed a faint light at the same time.

It was a trace of blue, lingering flame... thunder and lightning.