I am God Chapter 520: : root (ask for a monthly ticket at the end of the month)

"Condensate the fruit of wisdom?"

"What does this mean?"

Anu fell into the endless white light, but he heard that voice before falling.

"The fruit of wisdom, wouldn't it be what is needed to ascend to the position of the true **** in the legend?"

Anu has heard of the fruit of wisdom. After all, he has already embarked on the path of becoming a god, and has also accepted the inheritance of Kurmis.

But he never thought that his actions at this moment were the steps to condense the fruit of wisdom on the root tree.

Because this is a path that even Kurmis has never known.

At this moment, Anu was at a loss, but he felt faintly in his heart that he might have touched something extraordinary.

However, at this moment, he cannot go back.

During the fall, he could see that the white light was composed of endless light spots, like rivers and rainwater passing by his side.

If you zoom in to see, every light point faintly reflects the shadow of a wise species, reflecting their thoughts and thoughts, like strange worlds.

When Anu fell to the bottom, he suddenly stagnated.

It was as if they had reached the end, stepping on a white cloud.

He looked up.

Boundless white light is flowing around the body, and the sacred tree condensed from the bottom consciousness of all wisdom species seems to be close in front of him.

There are four fruits on the tree.

Some fruits are more solid, with patterns of law on them, while others are just empty shells.

But at this moment, what Anu pays more attention to is that he looks through the sacred tree, but behind the tree, he faintly sees the shadow of a star.

The star was blocked by the sacred tree, so I couldn't see it clearly.

This is the protection of the power of the contract.

He didn't know that without the cover of this sacred tree, he would face the eternal star directly like Thoro, and would be swallowed by the power beyond time and time.

Anu didn't know anything, and still stared at the great shadow behind the sacred tree with infinite light.

"Is there something behind the tree of wisdom?"

"What's that?"

He can't see clearly, and he can't understand.

But he was deeply attracted, and even wanted to take a step closer.

Just, let alone approaching and seeing that star.

At this moment, there is only a ray of light flowing down from the star, passing under the sacred tree, Anu is almost instantly corroded by the power of time and worn away by time.

In a split second.

He seemed to see a force reversing the years.

He saw images of his past constantly flowing past him, and all the scenes that happened in the past flowed backwards around him.

Suddenly, he saw himself when he was still a snake man.

I saw a picture of myself sprinting in Moonlight City, following my childhood playmate.

They live next to the fresh market and pass by the stinky vendors every day. They want to go to the inner city to see what the life of the big shots is like, and then they are driven away by the guards.

"Run!"

"The guards are coming."

The snake man Anu, who was still a child, quickly swept across the street, passing through the body of the black dragon Anu standing in the middle of the street.

And the black dragon Anu immediately turned his head away, watching his former self disappear into the corner of the street.

"What's going on?"

"Why did I return to Moonlight City and see myself?"

"Is this a memory?"

Then the screen changed, and it changed to the time when he just followed Kurmis and became the opponent's servant.

During that time, he would come to the hut on the edge of the moonlight forest to deliver meals to Kurmis every day.

On this day, at the edge of the moonlight forest, he saw a few tall stone monsters pulling a **** car through the forest and into the jungle.

At that time, he thought it was just an adventure, but at this moment Anu suddenly realized that this god's car was very similar to the hot air balloon boat he saw before parked under the **** tree.

Although there are some differences in appearance, the feeling is exactly the same.

"It's that airship, I've seen it before."

"I once saw her enter the moonlight jungle, the forbidden place of death."

"That is the vehicle of the Supreme God."

Anu stands in the picture of time, looking at everything that has happened.

He saw many pictures that had happened before, and also saw things that he had never paid attention to before.

For example, when he saw himself picking up the sword in the Feathered Serpent Pyramid, Dark Moon, the King of Rage, was watching him from a dark corner.

For example, when he chose to cast a totem pole, King Meurabi in the palace was already determined to expel or kill himself.

When he was flying to the capital, his best friend and former deputy commander was staring at the poisoned wine in a daze, torn between loyalty and friendship.

Anu looked at all this: "The final ending is not accidental, it is our choice one after another, and finally forged our destiny."

Anu understood too.

This is not an ordinary way to show him your memories.

It is more like letting him watch everything that has happened in a state of nothingness, and see the history that has happened.

Even things that don't exist in his memory, even those pictures that he didn't notice at the time, still appear in front of his eyes at this moment.

Last minute.

He came to the day when Anu truly transformed from the lizard man Anu into the black dragon Anu.

On the hillside outside the volcanic forest, the former Lime City can be seen far away. The lizard man Anu stood in the howling wind, shouting at the non-existent shadow in the sun and the sea of ​​clouds.

"Black Dragon Anu!"

"You who have been assimilated by this world, you who have been changed by the years."

"It's really bad!"

At this very moment, the black dragon Anu was standing at the position of that shadow.

The black dragon Anu responded to the lizard man Anu: "But, in the end, I will lead the lizard man forward."

"It is I who protect our ethnic group and guard our civilization."

"Anu!"

When the screen changed, everything that the black dragon Anu had personally experienced happened before his eyes.

He is still marching forward in time, as if he is going to reach the future of time, the end of time.

At this time, a voice behind him stopped him.

"Stop!"

The black dragon Anu turned his head, and saw a humanoid Anu standing in the white world.

"Don't go any further, you will die if you go forward."

Black Dragon Anu: "Who are you?"

Another Anu: "I am you!"

Black Dragon Anu: "I am right here."

The other Anu said: "I am you at the root of wisdom. To be precise, I am the imprint of your existence at the root of wisdom."

"You in the past, you in the present, and you in the future are all here."

"Even after the existence named Anu disappeared, I was still here."

The black dragon Anu still didn't quite understand, so another Anu continued.

"All intelligent beings are born with imprints on the root of wisdom, which is the foundation of your existence."

"But you are not qualified to condense the fruit of wisdom yet, but one day, when you really condense the fruit of wisdom, you will come back here again."

"At that time, you will see me again, and you will also see all the spirits who followed you and kept the oath."

"If you can become a true **** one day, you will completely integrate with me."

"Be with the source of wisdom and become an eternal myth."

Anu suddenly understood.

I understand why I got here.

I also understand why the self in the root of wisdom will say that he is condensing fruit.

"It turns out that this is the second path to the true God of Wisdom."

Anu never imagined that although he didn't get the second path of true **** in the hands of the ceramic villain, he was walking on this path invisibly.

Although he took this path, it was also because of the influence of the ceramic villain.

Anu, another Anu, stopped the black dragon Anu who continued to advance, and gradually brought him back to reality.

He stood in the white world and announced to the black dragon.

"The one who made the oath, your oath will be engraved on the crown."

"Now!"

"Oath..."

The word "achieving" has not yet been uttered, but changes have taken place on the totem pole in the world.

At this time, Anu's consciousness is gradually waking up in the totem pole.

At this moment, Anu felt that something seemed to have escaped from his body.

To be precise, it is to break away from the magical props, the ancestor totem pole.

The black dragon Anu immediately understood: "Naplow."

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Anu is not alone in entering the root of wisdom.

The ceramic figurine followed him into it, saw the sacred tree he saw, and repeated what he had experienced.

It's just that the ceramic figurine is different from Anu.

The picture it sees is very, very long.

Unbelievably long.

It is a history spanning hundreds of millions of years, a story spanning multiple lives and multiple things.

Under that long period of time, all things will lose their original appearance amidst the changes of the years.

These things were originally irretrievable.

But in this root of wisdom, everyone can see all the information about themselves.

Own birth, own past, own life.

Here, people can retrieve everything they have lost and see various pictures of their causal relationship.

The ceramic villain was dizzy, as if he was having a dream.

In the dream, it saw itself fleeing on the giant island of Ruhe, wandering on the sea, screaming wildly in the snow at the extreme night, and then fell into the clutches of a terrifying black dragon.

When it regained consciousness, it found itself standing in the abyss.

"Huh?"

"Why am I back again?"

The ceramic figurine's consciousness is floating in the air, and it is seeing its master from a strange perspective.

The other party looked a bit embarrassed, standing behind the Gate of Original Sin in that tattered robe, drenched in the never-ending black rain.

Xiao grabbed the ceramic doll floating from afar and stood there for a long time.

Next, it saw that its master, the God of Original Sin, Xiao pulled out a part of the blood from his body and merged it into the ceramic doll.

The little ceramic figure also suddenly understood that it didn't return to the abyss, but saw what happened before.

"This is the picture that the master created me!"

The ceramic figurine doesn't know how it was born, which is why it is ashamed to face the black dragon Anu's questions many times.

It keeps saying that it is very powerful, but in fact it does not know its origin at all, it is just a plaything without a name.

This is the first time it knows its origin.

The ceramic figurine watched as the owner made a cut in the palm, from which drops of mythical blood flowed out and poured on the puppet.

It said pleasantly: "It turns out that I was created by the master with his own blood."

It is extremely proud, because it was created by an ancient **** with his own blood. From a certain concept, the blood of the **** flows in its body.

But then the screen changed.

In the screen, the image of blood dripping from Xiao's palm continued to enlarge, and the drop of red blood finally enlarged to the point where it occupied the entire world.

As for the consciousness of the little ceramic figurine, it seems to have penetrated directly into the ball of blood.

In pursuit of that part of blood, it traveled across time to a distant era.

On the ancient primordial ocean.

A remote island.

There are ancient temples and lighthouses on the island, and there are ancient murals on the cliffs that have not faded.

On the shore of the island, a young-looking Sanye looked at another figure sitting in a wheelchair.

Looking at this picture, it is hard to imagine that the one sitting in the wheelchair is actually the student, and the young man is the teacher.

As for the ceramic figure, after watching it for a long time, he didn't understand who these two people who appeared out of nowhere were. He only felt that the old thing sitting in the wheelchair looked familiar.

"Who is this?"

"Why do you seem to have seen it somewhere?"

It looked at it for a long time, but it didn't recognize it.

The powerful three-leaf man standing looking at the distance, he already felt a terrible mythical projection coming here, and guessed what it was.

So he turned his head to face the figure in the wheelchair, and called out the other person's name.

"Is that you, Xiao!"

Hearing this name, the heart of the ceramic boy was shocked.

Can't help shouting: "What?"

It turned its head and stared at the old guy in the wheelchair, a weak man who seemed to have difficulty even moving.

This guy turned out to be its owner, the God of Original Sin who made everyone fear him.

The old man in the wheelchair said flatly: "Teacher, I don't want to die like this."

Lan said: "There are other ways."

Xiao: "I am unwilling to die like this, not only because I am afraid of death."

"What I'm not reconciled to is that I obviously have the wisdom not to lose to everyone else, but because of the difference in innate talent, I will never be able to reach the top."

The ceramic villain's mind went blank, and he quietly listened to the conversation between the two.

For the first time, it knew that its master Xiao actually had such a past.

And then, it also knew where its divine blood came from.

It saw a black mythical shadow covering the sea.

Come with destruction and calamity.

A crazy, wanton and arrogant evil **** found this island moving above the sea, and killed the first generation of truth sage Lan En with unparalleled strength.

At the same time, she turned Xiao, who was still a Sanye, into her scroller, endowing him with the power of an apostle.

It looked at the divine blood flowing from the body of the ancient evil god.

The fluctuation of the divine blood is very similar to the aura emanating from it at this moment.

"I was created by part of the power of the ancient evil god?"

It was only then that the ceramic villain realized that the divine blood that Xiao released from his body was not his, but the power given to him by the evil **** from the ancient times.

That's the true origin of the divine blood that made the ceramic figurine.

Xiao, the God of Original Sin, was not talented enough. It was the evil gods from the ancient times who made him an apostle.

At the same time, it was precisely because of this part of the power that Xiao had to rely on the ancestor fish to reincarnate and withdraw from the final stage of the first era.

Later, Xiao expelled from his body the part of the power that the evil **** had bestowed upon him, and created a ceramic figurine.

The ceramic villain is a little lost and a little dazed.

"My consciousness was born from the power of the dead myth."

The ceramic figurine solved another puzzle, why its life form is so strange.

Because its origin is so peculiar.

However, to the surprise of the ceramic villain, time has not stopped until this point.

The picture in front of me disappears and turns into a void.

And everything is still going on.

Porcelain villain: "It's not over yet?"

It seems that the information related to it dates back to the era of Lann hundreds of millions of years ago, and it is not over yet.

Back in time, we have come to an era when the temple of truth has not yet been built.

That was the era of the first generation of truth sage Sanderan, the era when the Henir dynasty was just established, and the era when King Henir was still alive.

The sage of truth left the Henir Dynasty and took his student Haru to the sea.

On a big ship.

Sang De'an is holding the pair of pottery dolls, which are also the oldest magical props, and the smallest one of them is the current body of the ceramic figurine.

The sage of the first generation said to the child beside him, and called out his name.

"Haroo!"

"I have avenged your father's revenge for you. From now on, I will be your teacher and your father."

The child just nodded without saying a word.

Sang De'an didn't notice that the hatred in the eyes of the other party looking at the sea has not dissipated.

In the direction where the big ship was heading, an island appeared in the distance, faintly looking very similar to the island where the Temple of Truth was located later.

It is the place of suffering of the saints, the predecessor of the Temple of Truth.

The ceramic figurine also stands on the boat, and it sees the origin of its own body.

Its body comes from a matryoshka doll of the first generation of truth sage Sandean, and it is also the first magical prop in ancient times.

The ceramic villain couldn't help but said: "I am a prop made by the first generation of truth sages."

The screen disappeared again, but the retrospective has not stopped.

"It's not over yet!"

"Going forward?"

Ceramic villain knows that the era of royal blood will be further ahead.

It was the age of saints and sons of god-kings.

However, as time goes further, the final picture freezes in a place absolutely unexpected for the ceramic figurine.

The instant the picture was revealed, the ceramic figurine was completely stunned, and it could even be said that he was frightened stupid.

It did not see the descendants of the gods in the era of royal blood, let alone the saints.

Because it is not in the human world, but has appeared in the Kingdom of Creation God.

Standing on a huge golden flower cup, the little ceramic figurine looked at the endless golden ocean, and at the kingdom of fairies wrapped in layers of dream realms.

Further away, it even saw the legendary Pyramid Temple, under which the statue of the God King Ladeliki stood like an attendant.

Guarding the Creator, her father.

"This is..."

"The Kingdom of the God of Creation!"

It immediately understood that it had actually seen the legendary land bestowed by the gods.

At this moment, it is standing in the garden full of Sun Cups, where the goblins were born.

It saw itself condensed in a ball of light, and a tall and stalwart figure exuding mythical light stood in the sea of ​​flowers, surrounded by a large number of goblins.

The mythical shadow said to a goblin in a soft voice: "Simira, here you are!"

A goblin happily caught her, and happily shouted: "My gift is a gift from Lord Sheila."

The ceramic villain who was frightened and dumbfounded saw this scene, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Who is this?"

"The head of the goblin, Simila?"

It took him a long time before the name called out by the goblin appeared in his mind - Sheila.

That is the name of the master of dreams, the ancient **** of masters.

"No, the goblin is the legendary Simila, and that..."

"I am the master of dreams!"

"It's the master of dreams!"

"Master the gods!"

The voice of the ceramic figurine is trembling: "I am... a pottery puppet made by the master of dreams."

The ceramic villain never imagined that it came from the kingdom of the Creator and was born in the kingdom of fairies.

The screen is completely over.

The ceramic figurine looks at the kingdom of the Creator reluctantly, but can only watch the dreamy garden and kingdom disappear before his eyes.

The little ceramic figure just stood there sluggishly on the white ocean of wisdom root, in the empty space.

At this moment.

It doesn't know that it is the servant of Xiao, the **** of original sin.

Still, a pottery puppet from the kingdom of fairies, a gift given to the great fairy Simila by the master of dreams.

"Who the **** am I?"

"Who am I?"

"Where am I from?"

"Who do I belong to?"

The ceramic figurine was completely confused, talking to himself like crazy.

It thought that it had found its own origin and belonging here, but after seeing all this, it made it even more confused.

Time has changed everything, it seems to be related to everything in the past, but it seems that it is no longer the existence of the past.

At this time, a shadow appeared behind the ceramic figurine.

It was a crazy and evil shadow locked in a bottle.

"Trash!"

"You were born from my divine blood and brand, a brand new evil god!"

"Let everyone be afraid of him, the most terrifying evil **** in the world."

The ceramic figurine turned its head, and when it saw this shadow, it immediately showed fear, and it retreated again and again for a moment.

"The evil gods of the ancient times?"

"Are you still alive?"

"Didn't you die under the scheming of the master and the siege of the ancient gods?"

As it stepped back, it shook its head again and again.

"No!"

"I'm not you."

"I am a ceramic villain, I am a pottery puppet born in the kingdom of fairies, born in the first generation of sages."

Does the ceramic villain know how terrifying this guy is, how fierce and mighty he was in the ancient times.

In the end, it was Situen, the **** of truth and knowledge, Asai, together with the entire Temple of Truth, who killed him.

And if Xiao hadn't plotted against her, she might not have died so easily.

The figure in the bottle heard the ceramic villain call Xiao as his master, and angrily reprimanded him.

"You actually recognize that guy Xiao as your master, you are really stupid and weak."

"Your consciousness is given to you by me, and you share the imprint with me."

"You are a spirit born from my blood, and you have inherited my strength and my superior personality."

The figure yelled angrily, even cursing.

"Cowardly trash!"

"We are the most powerful gods in ancient times, how can you bow your head to others!"

"Especially that guy Xiao, it was he who betrayed me that led to the final outcome."

"He is a traitor, you must not let him go, you must not let him go..."

"Kill him...kill him..."

"I order you to kill him... Only by killing him can you completely get everything about me."

And in the sea of ​​dreams, there are a large number of three-leaf people's dreams, who seem to feel something, and call out together.

"God in a bottle!"

"The God of Knowledge!"

"Man-made..."

That is the existence of the belief in evil gods in ancient times. The belief in evil gods once spread over half of Heinsay, occupying the entire holy mountain.

Among these people, there are many fanatics of evil gods. They once followed Xiao and other priests of evil gods to conquer the world and suppress the Temple of Truth.

The voice was so loud that the ceramic villain didn't understand why.

"What's that sound?"

"Who are they calling?"

The shadow of the evil god, the source of wisdom, shouted: "Of course they are calling us, the oldest three-leaf people, calling you."

"Have you heard, those humble mortals call us gods."

"We are aloft, the most powerful gods in the world."

Under the call of those voices, the little ceramic figure seems to have found an anchor point and coordinates engraved deep in the dream world, and has formed a wonderful connection with the other party.

That is a name, a name that exudes the light of mythology.

Porcelain villain: "What is that...?"

It stepped forward and grabbed the name in its hand.

"Boom!"

Conscious connection, access to authority.

The ceramic villain feels that in an instant, the form of life has undergone earth-shaking changes, and some kind of unimaginable leap has taken place.

Because that part of the name is a character left by a myth that has died.

Once a myth is born, it will not disappear easily.

Even if the spirit is gone, even if the memory and personality are destroyed.

Even if he dies completely, he will always leave something in this world.

The so-called mythical person actually means that the dream world recognizes your mythical status and your name.

As long as you have once entered the mythology, engrave your real name on the dream world.

Just like the mythical witch doctor before, he engraved his name in the depths of the dream world, so that everyone can connect with him by chanting the name of the god.