I am God Chapter 122: : The light of the new era

The light of illusion that erupted in the last chapter covered an area within tens of meters in the blink of an eye, and everyone present was drawn into the illusion, unable to move.

Sang De'an's pupils emptied instantly, and his eyes were blank.

The last chapter was enlarged little by little before his eyes, and the words on it flowed through little by little, fully revealing the past and secrets of hundreds of years ago.

The journey of the great poet to meet the gods with the artifact left by Polo, the lord of dreams, the ordeal of writing the hymn of the king of wisdom, as well as the excitement of setting foot on the land bestowed by the gods and the pictures of meeting the gods.

The messenger standing at the right hand of the **** told the great poet her real name, and her dreamy and creative power that could create objects by raising her hand gave the great poet an unparalleled shock and shock.

He also saw the exclamation and regret that the great poet personally wrote down because of this scene.

"If Heinsay also has this kind of power, won't it be able to usher in a new era?"

"Can we escape from the ring of eternal reincarnation and open up a new future?"

Then, he felt himself being pulled into a hazy and illusory scene.

He first saw a huge palace, and there was a chiseling sound coming from the corner. He followed the sound and saw a familiar figure.

"Master?"

Stantito has chiseled a stele in the corner, and his work The Puppet of Fate is embedded in the wall of the palace above.

This is the picture of Santito's dream, and it is also the scene where he saw the Angel of God for the second time.

He used illusion to preserve this picture.

Sunderan wanted to be close to Santito, wanted to talk to him, wanted to tell him how much he missed him.

But I found that I was like an outsider, the other party couldn't hear my words at all, and I couldn't touch the other party.

At this moment.

The messenger of the gods has come.

Sang De'an was shocked to see the most beautiful creature in the world landed in this dreamland. He was so embarrassed that he stepped back and leaned against the wall.

He even felt that standing here as a slave was a kind of sacrilege.

Sang Dean witnessed the conversation between Santito and the messenger of the gods, and finally understood what the master wanted to tell him.

Stantito asked the messenger of the gods.

"God's Messenger!"

"Opening the gate of the kingdom of God, will we be able to receive the gift of the gods?"

The messenger of God replied: "The key that opens the door to the Kingdom of God is not a key, and the so-called last chapter in your hand is just the story of Tito's life."

"Whether the gods bestow the power of creation depends on how you choose."

"Only when the Sanye people give up their destructive power, will the gate of the kingdom of gods be opened."

"Hope and light will come to the world, and the power of dreams and creation will usher in a new era."

Sang De'an finally knew what Santito was going to do in the end, and also understood what he meant by "I'm going to find the future that belongs to the Sanye people".

He knows better that Santito has successfully found the future of the Sanye people.

"Master."

"Is this what you want to do?"

Sang Dean once again understood the greatness of Santito, and he was even more shocked by the heart that searched for the future at all costs.

There was a longing look in his eyes.

At this time, a voice suddenly came from behind him, and at the same time, dreamlike starlight overflowed from behind, gradually flowing towards him.

"Sunderan."

"Are you ready?"

"Become the heir to Stan's will and dream, to become—"

"New Evangelists."

His body froze instantly.

Sang De'an recognized it, it was the voice of the messenger of God.

He turned his head and looked into the light.

In an instant.

Sang Dean disappeared in place.

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The tide on the beach is getting higher and higher, gradually covering the ankles of the people standing on the sea.

The lord of the fishing village and the priests of the Tito family, as well as their servants and soldiers also woke up at this time.

They looked around for Sand'an, but they couldn't see anything.

"What about people?"

"Where did you go?"

The priest ran quickly on the beach by the sea, looking for the traces of Sunderan everywhere. He got the news that he ran here from the border of the Volcano Kingdom all the way, just to see what happened to the second-generation saint Santito. Nothing was left.

He never thought that Standito would leave the last chapter here.

He saw with his own eyes the relic of the great poet appear before his own eyes but could not get it, much to his chagrin.

He cursed loudly.

"A lowly slave."

"Do you think it's okay to steal something from the Tito family and run away?"

"That is a relic of a saint. The whole world will find you, and the Tito family will not let you go."

There are no words to express his annoyance and anger. If he can get the final chapter, he might be able to become the successor of the saint's will, the patriarch of the saint family.

The priest finally looked at the hut left by Santito: "Be careful and take everything back."

And such a large-scale illusion power and powerful fluctuations in wisdom and power have also attracted the attention of the city of the gods,

The lord of the city of gods descended brought people to stop the priest who wanted to take away the house where Santito lived and everything inside. The two revolved around the remains of Saint Stan and the things left behind scramble.

The city lord scoffed at the priest: "Saint Tito's family?"

"The real Tito family was cut off because of the conspiracy of the Volcanic Kingdom. The second generation of saints, Santito, did not leave any descendants. Where did you come from the saint Tito family."

"You are just a side branch, and you dare to call the name of a saint."

The priest did not show weakness: "Why?"

"By our last names."

The priests of the branch of the Tito family are not afraid of a city lord who descended from the gods. Even if the other party is more powerful, this place still belongs to the city descended from the gods.

But the reputation of the Tito family, which is as fierce as the sun, and the severance of one branch of the main line, all gave them support.

With two generations of saints in a row, they are not afraid of a city lord whose rights have long been marginalized.

There are really few people in the country of Xiyin Sai who really dare to take action against people whose surname is Tito, at least they are unwilling to conflict with them on the surface.

The two are at a stalemate, and it is impossible for the Lord of the City of Gods to let him take away the relics of Santito.

The priest also insisted that everything here belonged to the Tito family and would not back down at all.

A few days later.

The footsteps of a large number of troops in the distance kicked up dust and moved towards the sea.

King Henir brought people here in person, in name to inspect the city of the gods, and to meet with the prince of the kingdom of the devil to sign a covenant.

But he didn't need to come here in person.

After he heard about the relics of Santito and the appearance of the last chapter, he immediately came to check it himself.

When the priests of the Tito family saw King Henir, their confidence softened in an instant.

Does he know the toughness and methods of this king? The Tito branch family always wanted to be the heirs of the will of the saints, but they were rejected by King Henir time and time again, and they were not allowed to be crowned. In the name of the saints.

Looking at the priest who was arrogant before, but now kneeling down in a stern manner, Henir let out a contemptuous chuckle.

"What kind of people are the great poet Tito and the second-generation saint Santito?"

"What kind of characters are you, don't you know?"

"I still want the name of the saint family."

King Henir lowered his head, looked at the priest and asked him.

"Are you worthy?"

The priest raised his head and wanted to say something, but the scabbard of Luhe King Henir's sword came oncoming.

"Do you still want me to reveal all your rotten things? Do you think I don't know how the Saint Tito family was cut off?"

"You dirty bastards."

"Be honest with me."

Facing King Henir's whipping, the priest lay on the ground, not daring to lift his head, trembling.

Especially when he heard King Henir talk about how the mainline family was cut off, he trembled with fear. No one was better than Henir in the incident between them and the prince of the Volcano Kingdom, Whishausen. The king is more clear.

King Henir didn't even want to look at him, and even wiped the scabbard of his sword in disgust.

He looked at the noble lord and asked about Sander'an.

The little nobleman was also quite frightened by the king's presence, and his speech was a bit staccato.

"He is a slave, but some time ago he claimed to have a name, and he called himself Sander."

"It's so ridiculous that a slave even gave himself a name."

King Henir: "Answer what I ask you to say, don't say anything superfluous."

The little noble nodded again and again: "Yes! Yes!"

Henir also heard some doubts from Sander'an's name.

"Sunderan?"

"Preacher? Interesting."

King Henir then asked: "What about others?"

"Disappeared?"

Knowing that Sun De'an was holding a cup of the sun, in which the last chapter was revealed, and then it disappeared in a piece of light.

Henir immediately thought of something, after all, he was also a person who had been tested by the messenger of God.

Although he failed the test in the end, he knew what the saint Stantito would get from God.

Henir was also a little excited, he immediately ordered the Lord of the City of God's Descend and the descendant he brought.

"Wait here."

"If there are no accidents, the light of the new era will come here."