I am God Chapter 90: : As majestic as a god, yet as fragile as a mortal!

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Hriban and Mir entered a black iron dragon palace.

The monks stood on both sides, and the dragon in the form of a **** knelt respectfully under the statue, seeming to be performing some mysterious ritual.

The black pen wrote the name of the Black King. The above-mentioned prayer-like sentences also sent the information they wanted to tell the Black King to the distant city of Helfas.

Soon.

The statue glowed.

A figure walked out of it and came to them.

The monks could not see the figure, but they felt a sacred and solemn aura spreading around them, and even felt a faint voice like hymns coming from their ears, and their expressions became more awe-inspiring and pious. stand up.

Hriban and Myr saw the shadow of the Black King and immediately talked about their recent actions.

"Great Black King, we went to various cities to investigate the bronze Dragon King statue..."

Helfas has recently accelerated the process of asking them to check the situation of the Bronze Dragon King. The most important thing is to assist the Bronze Dragon King in completing the transformation from the third level to the fourth level if it is confirmed.

Among the current dragon kings, the one who is most likely to accumulate enough divine blood is only the bronze dragon king Saren. However, divine blood is only the foundation. In addition, there is also a way to condense the racial mark of life. Only when That step is truly beyond the limits of mortals.

After hearing about Hriban and Mir’s investigation, Helfas finally confirmed one thing.

"Enough is finally enough."

He thought for a moment and then said to Hriban and Mir.

"To prepare a sacrifice for all the dragon kings, arrange for the black iron dragon to tour every city in the world with a black pen. In name, the sacrifice is secretly monitoring and inspecting the situation of the dragon palaces in various places."

However, whether it is sacrifices or inspections, they are actually just a cover.

At this sacrificial event, he plans to use his soul to communicate with the bronze dragon king statues in various places, connect these dragon king statues together through the kingdom of the gods, and finally complete the condensation of the mark of life.

This not only minimizes the impact, but also tries not to disturb or move the bronze Dragon King statues in various places. After all, these orichalcum statues have the mission of suppressing a city. If they are moved, it may endanger the safety of the entire city and countless people. Even Helfas also had to be cautious.

In addition, doing so can also reduce the risk to a minimum. If anyone wants to interfere with the Bronze Dragon King's reincarnation at this time, Helfas, who is high in the kingdom of the gods, can also remain invincible. land and mobilize all the power to give it a heavy blow.

"Let's make arrangements!"

Helfas made his arrangements through spiritual dialogue, and his figures scattered in the hall.

Hriban and Mir left the Black Iron Dragon Palace and began the so-called sacrifices and inspection tours throughout the city.

Although the arrangement of the Black King has other purposes, this does not mean that the sacrifices and inspections can be fooled. A grand sacrifice will be carried out, and there will be no inspections and inspections in all cities across the land. Anything sloppy.

There will be waves of waves in the future, a large number of dragon professionals will be questioned, and demon hunters from all over the country will be investigated.

Countless demons and monsters in the dark will emerge from the water and be burned to ashes by the flames set off by the Black King like the sun.

More than this moment.

The brilliance of the "sun" becomes more intense and difficult to look directly at.

When the soul was withdrawn, Helfas's body could be seen lying on the bed.

The moment he returned, he showed a painful expression.

All kinds of pain and suffering in the body came up at the same time. Zi on the side maintained the vitality of Helfas's body, but the sequelae left by the aging and deformation of the body that reached the limit were difficult to make up for.

Now Helfas's body is like a machine that is about to fall apart. The more powerful power is instilled, the faster it will collapse. The only thing he can do is to maintain it.

Zi saw Helfas's painful appearance, and her original idea of ​​forcibly keeping him by her side gradually faded away.

She bent down and stroked Helfas's hair and face: "Is it difficult?"

Helfas took a deep breath, and said with a smile as he inhaled: "I thought I had died once and felt the pain of death, which made me fearless, but the feeling of getting older is better than being killed. It’s countless times more uncomfortable.”

"It's like immersing you in water, letting you die little by little in despair. No matter how you wave your arms, you will only sink into the boundless darkness under the water."

"Little by little, it allows you to slowly taste the feeling of losing this world."

Zi was very sad: "Why can't you have power like us?"

Helfas said: "Maybe I want to take another path."

Zi: "You will definitely regain the power you once had. You will one day ascend your divine throne and enjoy your glory and respect in eternity."

This was not the first time Helfas heard such words, but he always felt strange deep down in his heart, because he intuitively told himself that he was not a powerful person, and he had definitely never had such a great experience as becoming a god.

Even when he became a tribal leader, he seemed immature and uneasy. He has grown up to where he is now step by step.

"Actually, I have always felt that I should have been a very ordinary person. I think my appearance is very ordinary, and my black hair is nothing. I actually don't understand why these have become symbols of greatness."

"But after hearing you talk a lot, I often fantasize about whether there was really a time when I was very powerful?"

"Haha!"

“I can’t see clearly, I can’t see the world clearly, and I can’t see myself clearly either.”

Halfway through speaking, Helfas felt a sense of weakness in his body, and he felt extremely tired.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Some time passed.

Black iron dragons carrying black pens walked through cities one after another, and each city also began grand activities to worship the dragon kings of the past.

And the extraordinary professionals of the Sealed Court, the Dragon Court and the Order Court all over the country are also living a frightening life in the so-called patrols. A large number of demon hunters and extraordinary professionals The perpetrators were arrested and suppressed, but they ignored some anomalies behind this sudden ceremony to worship the Dragon King.

Finally one day, the sound of the night light came from outside the gate.

Although he has resigned as chief priest, he is still guarding the door of Helfas, delivering news and communicating his will.

The lights come on, dispelling the darkness.

"The Black King!"

"The formal sacrifice has begun."

Herfas was in a trance.

The soul appeared in the kingdom of the gods. He quickly connected to the bronze dragon king statues through black pens according to the arranged method.

He was floating in the endless and empty kingdom of the gods, but pictures from all over the world appeared in front of his eyes.

There is the interior, there is the north, and there is the sea.

One is empty, the other is full of color.

Herfas had a thought.

The bronze Dragon King statues immediately shook together. The powerful force connected these bronze statues from all over the world, creating some kind of qualitative change.

The divine blood merges the three elements and undergoes a qualitative transformation.

Then under the guidance of Helfas, a life mark was condensed.

The hazy consciousness seemed to be listening to a voice telling him what to do, so he did it.

He seemed to trust that voice immensely.

Finally, the mythical organ belonging to the Bronze Dragon King was also born.

In an instant, all the bronze dragons in the world seemed to sense something, and looked into the distance with incredible expressions.

In a city, a giant dragon made of metal broke through the palace and roared, flying into the sky.

"Roar!"

The dragon plate flapped its huge wings, exuding the color of bronze, but its roaring voice seemed to be full of confusion.

He looked down at the towns on the earth, feeling extremely strange.

Facing this situation, people in the city saw the Dragon Palace being overturned with their own eyes, and they also fell into panic.

"What's going on?"

"There is a problem at Dragon Palace."

"What a big dragon."

"Where did such a big dragon come from? It's a dragon professional from outside."

"Who is attacking the Dragon Palace?"

The dragon hovered in the sky in a daze, as if he had forgotten who he was.

And soon, people in the city seemed to recognize him, and more news came from the Bronze Dragon Palace.

"The Bronze Dragon King, that is the statue of the Bronze Dragon King."

“It’s the statue of the Dragon King, it’s come alive, it’s really come alive.”

"The bronze statue of Dragon King Saren!"

"How can a bronze statue come to life?"

"Don't you know yet, the Dragon King is back? This is the Dragon King's return!"

First he was panic, then he was shocked, and finally he recognized who it was.

The whole city cheered.

"The Bronze Dragon King returns."

"Salon."

"The Dragon King returns, legends and prophecies finally come true."

Listening to the shouts, shout out his real name to him.

The dragon seemed to have remembered something, his wisdom returned to him, and his eyes gradually became clear.

The giant bronze dragon spreads its wings and raises its neck high.

He spoke human words.

"I am——Salon."

Although many of the old instincts still remain in the body, and although the old names are still remembered, the memories of the past have been almost forgotten.

He only became the fourth level when he came back to life for the second time, and he just had the ability to completely retain his past inheritance in reincarnation through the medium.

He flew towards the distance blankly, as if he wanted to find something back to his past.

But it doesn't matter.

Everyone in the world knows his name.

No matter where he stays in any corner, that person will tell him the story of his past, telling about his glory and everything as the Bronze Dragon King.

——

After finishing the last arrangement.

Helfas opened his eyes with sweat all over his body. He seemed to be extremely tired. He felt someone wiping the sweat on his forehead, so he looked at the figure beside him.

He opened his mouth and breathed hard without speaking.

However, Zi understood something.

He is leaving.

Helfas's lips moved but there was no sound, but Helfas's words echoed in Zi's heart.

He asked Zi: "Is there really nothing you want to do?"

I don’t know if it was to comfort Helfas, Zi said: "I decided to enter the depths of the Gate of the Earth. Haven't you been curious about what it was like there before? I heard the call from the depths before. Me, I want to go there and see."

Zi described the strange feeling she had once: "It should be very big there, and maybe there is another world under the ground. This should be a very wonderful and long trip. I will tell the story there when I come back. Here you go."

Helfas's face showed a hint of happiness and surprise.

"It turns out that door was prepared for you. No wonder we can't open it, because it's not us we are waiting for."

"Perhaps you are the real god."

"I am just a fragile mortal."

Zi: "In my eyes, you are the most majestic **** in the world."

Helfas wanted to say something more, but he seemed to hear a voice deep in his body. His body was breaking away from his soul, and it was fundamentally disconnected from his soul.

Perhaps it is still inextricably linked to myself, but after all, it is no longer the body connected to my spirituality and wisdom.

The physical pain faded little by little, and death actually brought a strong sense of happiness to people.

Herfas was suddenly able to speak, he opened his mouth and looked at Zi and said.

"Purple!"

"Go face your life and find the meaning of your existence!"

"I also left this body and went to the place I should face."

Zi looked at Helfas who was returning to the scene, and suddenly became a little hesitant. She seemed to be ready, but when the last moment really came, she became at a loss.

She grabbed Helfas's hand tightly and wanted to keep him, but she knew that she couldn't keep him at all, because this body was just a reincarnation shell of him in the human world.

There is a problem with his soul, which she has absolutely no way to solve.

Finally.

She grabbed Helfas's hand, put it on her forehead and said.

"Thank you."

"Thank you for letting me see the light, thank you for letting me spend a time not alone."

"Thank you for traveling with me."

At first, Zi was just a blind girl from a wild tribe. She came under the pillar because she saw Helfas, and finally gained eyes and the power to walk on the earth.

And similarly, it was she who pulled Helfas out of the darkness and gave him a body to accommodate his stay in this world.

Helfas touched her hair and face and said softly.

"Me too."

"Zi, thank you for letting me see the light."

"Thank you also... for the days when you walked with me."

Herfas's body gradually became colder, his soul left his body, and the dazzling light gradually dissipated in front of Zi.

Zi grabbed Helfas's hand and finally answered his previous question.

"I don't love you."

"I am your flesh and blood and life, and you are my soul and will."

Emotions and desires will fade over time, memories will turn yellow over time, and blood ties will become worthless with reincarnation.

The bond of the immortal transcends emotions and desires, transcends blood, and is connected to life by soul.

Zi picked up Helfas's body and walked outside.

"I will find you again and hold your hand again, just like before."

"Even if you are outside the world."

"The end of time."

——

Helfas's body died.

But at this moment, images of many places appeared in front of his eyes at the same time, which was where the black fountain pen was.

The moment he died, his soul appeared in many places in a flash. With the help of the power of the kingdom of gods, his figure kept flashing, as if he wanted to see everything in the world that he could see. Every corner.

At this moment, he suddenly wanted to see more of this civilized country that he and everyone else had jointly created.

In a daze, his consciousness fell into a blank again.

Without the body and being in the human world again, it seems that the power is consumed more happily.

"There is not much spiritual power left."

But at this time, a figure appeared in his eyes.

Finally.

His figure came to the Shanxi Lake.

I don’t know when a tall palace was built here. This palace has various functions that are different from other Black Iron Dragon Palaces. It seems to be just to worship the Black Iron Dragon King. There are everywhere about the Black Iron Dragon King. Various colorful paintings, storing all the classics, hymns and poems about the Black Iron Dragon King.

Compared with other Black Iron Dragon Palaces, this place is more like a real temple, specially set up for worship and sacrifice to gods.

Helfas walked out of the Black Iron Dragon Palace.

Arrived at the lake.

Different from the last time I came here, this place has become much more lively, with many more boats on the lake and a large number of villages and towns surrounding it.

Once upon a time, Helfas walked here from the sea, passing through the surrounding dense wilderness and jungle to reach the lake.

And a guy who claimed to be a merchant to Helfas was kicked out of his tribe and survived in this strange wilderness by bartering. He wanted to escape from the land of the full moon. One end went to the other end to find the gold tribe that could forge metal. There was the higher tribe he yearned for.

Helfas stood quietly by the lake, and at this time another person also came here unknowingly.

Salonn landed on the earth and walked quietly through towns in his godly form. He seemed to have never seen such a prosperous scene.

The protagonist on the earth is no longer a monster, but a dragon.

He hurried up the hillside.

Looking at the magnificent city at the foot of the mountain, my heart was agitated, and I was intoxicated by the wonderful city walls, palaces and buildings.

At this time, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Businessman."

"Do you still remember me?"

Salon turned around.

My eyes saw a hazy light and shadow higher up the hillside, and in the light and shadow was a young man with black hair.

He felt that the figure was very familiar, but he stared at him blankly, but he couldn't recall his name.

Looking at the confused eyes of the other party, Helfas suddenly felt a little lost.

He sighed and prepared to turn around and leave.

And watched the other person walk towards the lake.

Salonen's mind suddenly touched, and he seemed to feel something.

Next to the apparently empty lake, he seemed to vaguely see a tall fire tree standing there, spreading its beautiful branches and leaves to emit light, but underneath that beautiful appearance was actually a man-eating monster. .

He suddenly became anxious and shouted at the man.

"Danger!"

"Don't come close, that's a man-eating monster."

Helfas turned his head and slowly smiled in surprise.

The smile slowly widened, and then the uncontrollable laughter came out and fell into Saron's mind.

"The monster is gone!"

"With our efforts."

Although it seems a bit regretful, there is no regret at all.

His soul floated into the sky.

Completely separated from the anchor point, he was pulled by a powerful force toward the kingdom of the gods, and beyond the long river that transcended the universe and time.

But this time he was no longer passive and floated in the direction he had chosen. (End of chapter)