Myriad Worlds Begin with Douluo

Chapter 559 Go, go find it, everything is there!
Monroe was created by the god Tang San using the conch of life to evolve a sunflower.

That sunflower, the one that first flowed out, was also the sunflower that devoured the pupil of Hades, that is, the pupil of darkness, and it was also the ancestor of all the sunflowers in the Kingdom of Absolut today.

In the end, it was also rooted in Erebus, absorbing the life energy of King of Wisdom II and Hades, thus giving birth to its own soul.

Through the hands of the god Tang San, transformed in the conch of life, possessing the power to control dreams.

To control the dream, only when you are asleep or dreaming, you have this ability.

After waking up, Monrose can no longer have the ability to control dreams.

The death of Athena broke Monroe's heart, and he could no longer dream. Naturally, his body began to shatter rapidly.

He can no longer be separated between reality and dreams, and can no longer experience happy dreams.

"Messenger of God, are you alright?"

Seko was trembling aside, he was afraid, afraid that the envoy of God would also leave suddenly.

Monroe didn't answer. He found that he could no longer control the dream world, and he couldn't even communicate with the dream world.

He knew that after years of development, the Dream Realm had already become its own realm. As long as there was no him in the kingdom of Absolut, the Sanye people could decide whether to enter it or not in their sleep.

Unless there are Sanye people who are far away from Absolut's kingdom, they will lose contact.

Of course, Dream Realm is also growing with the development of time.

If the Sanye people continue to grow and grow, and can spread to every corner of the world, maybe the dream world will be as big as the real world.

But, what will happen to Di Tian, ​​the envoy of the Demon King that he sealed in the Dream Realm?

Forget it, don't think about him, you can't escape anyway, whatever.

Monroe looked at Seko calmly, showing a pale smile: "Seco, do you want to become a poet?"

Seko looked at the pale Monroe and nodded vigorously: "Yes."

At this time, I am most saddened by the messenger of God who is too great, the love between him and the queen will last forever after all!
"This is a poem I wrote after I went back yesterday. I wanted to bring it here for the Queen to read today."

"But... I really didn't expect the Queen to..."

"sorry!"

"I didn't know it was going to happen!"

Monroe looked at Serko with a smile, helped him up, and said, "It's not your fault."

Seko stood up under Monroe's pull, with sad eyes.

Monroe looked up at the tall Serko and asked, "Can you show me the poems you wrote?"

"Of course." Seko hurriedly took a thick and delicately decorated notebook in his arms, with a golden sunflower on it. "It's my pleasure."

Because of the breeding of the giant fern in the kingdom of Absolut, people found many uses of the three-leaf fern. The rice fern is one kind, and it is another kind for making paper.

Monroe wasn't curious, since paper has been around for over 1000 years.

He opened the notebook and glanced at it. The content started with Tartarus.

Monroe involuntarily recited it, even sang it.

"The Great God created Tartarus, the Great King of Wisdom!"

"The Great King of Wisdom, who swore to serve God forever, created the Wisdom Crown."

"Erebos, who received the crown of wisdom, is the second king of wisdom, but because of original sin, he was driven out of the paradise of gods by God."

"To seek God's forgiveness, the merciful God sent golden flowers."

"It is a sun-like power that can bring hope or destruction."

"It's a pity that Erebus doesn't understand the meaning of God, and has violated a field that should never be violated."

"..."

"Zeus' arrogance made him call himself the King of God."

"After all, I paid the price in my eyes."

"Even the god-forsaken people cast aside this conceited king."

Gradually, the story came to Athena's place, and Monroe's flipping action slowed down.

He flipped it slowly, stroking every word written on the notebook.

Gradually, until the evening, Monroe reluctantly closed the book and returned it to Seko.

Seko said: "If the messenger of God likes it, you can keep it."

Monroe shook his head: "No, this is yours."

"My story is only preserved in memory."

"You write very well, very true."

"There is not too much whitewashing, and there is not too much conflict."

"Objectiveness is my greatest evaluation of you."

Seko was very excited. He didn't expect the messenger of God to praise him like this: "No, I'm still far behind, Messenger of God."

Monroe shook his head and said, "You have the qualifications." Afterwards, he thought about it again, and said, "Your description of Tartaros, the original king of wisdom, is too little."

"He is the eldest son of God, so there shouldn't be only a few short sentences."

"And for the dispute between Erebus and Hades, there is little."

Serko lowered his head in shame, and said: "Those histories have disappeared, and that is an era farther than Queen Athena."

Monroe said with a smile: "So, do you want to write an epic about Tartarus? It is the ancestor of all Sanye people, it is the oath between man and god, and it is the most glorious legend!"

Seko raised his head suddenly, he naturally wanted to write such an epic, such a myth.

This is his dream, and the dream of all travelers and poets!
It's just that they don't have a chance, they can only find a little bit of words from the broken murals, and then create by themselves.

The walls in the Yuntian Temple only depict the achievements of Erebus, and the description of Tartaros is only a passing description. Those words are too complicated and embellished, and after thousands of years, they are constantly damaged and embellished. Already lost its authenticity.

The same is true of the pyramids and temples in the center of the city of God and Greece, which is located in the Kingdom of Greece today.

However, a hesitant look suddenly appeared in Seko's eyes.

How is this possible?
He is just an ordinary trilobite, and his ancestors can be counted as the royal line at most. His ancestors are the daughter of Zeus, Aphrodite, and the sister of Athena.

There is only such a little relationship.

Moreover, the current Sanye people still don't recognize it.

After all, family trees can be faked too.

"I can not do it!"

"I don't even know what the City of Gods looks like."

"I······"

Sirko wanted to find 1 reasons for his escape.

Monroe stared at Seko seriously: "Look into my eyes, Seko."

Seko didn't dare to look at Monroth, but his burning eyes forced him to look at the messenger of God.

"You go to see the real City of Gods, isn't that all right?"

Serko was shocked, and said: "But, the City of Gods is just a legend. It is located in the mysterious sea area. No one can find the Island of Gods. It is just a legend."

But Monroe smiled: "Do you think I am a legend?"

Surko suddenly realized.

Yes!

The Messenger of God is not a legend, but a reality!
Then, the City of Gods is right there!

But how could he find it?

Even the Great King of Wisdom II did not return to the Island of Gods before he died, so how could he?

Is he equal to the king of Erebus?
Seko kept asking himself, trying to find a reason to give up.

But there was a strong hope in his eyes - he could do it.

And what Monroe has to do is to help him ignite the fire.

"Didn't you say that everything is arranged by God?"

"Athena once told me that you believe in fate, and seeing me and Athena is also said to be the arrangement of fate."

"You won't see us for no reason, even if you rely on your cleverness, it is already doomed."

"All of this is..."

Monroe didn't continue talking, but Seko continued: "God's guidance."

"Nothing is accidental, nothing is accidental."

"Because of God!"

"Our fate has already been arranged!"

Seko could find 1 reasons not to go, but the messenger of God gave him one reason he couldn't refuse.

There was also hope in his eyes.

He wants to write his name on the scroll of history, so that future generations will remember his name - the great traveler and poet - Seko!

Monroe nodded with a smile, and raised his finger to the distance.

"Go."

"Seko!"

"Great traveler and poet - Sirko!"

"Go to the sea to find the island of the gods, and set foot on the paradise of the gods!"

"God put everything there!"

Then, Monroe gave Seko his few remaining petals, which was the key for him to set foot on the island of gods.

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"Seko set off with a dream, and I, after integrating Athena's body into myself, came here."

Monroe calmly told God everything.

Without merging with Athena, he would not have the strength to come here, the original birthplace.

"You can perish with the stone statue of Athena, why do you want to come back?" God Tang San asked.

Monroe's eyes fluctuated a little, and he said slowly: "Because, something is calling me, and it's here."

"I thought it was you calling me..."

"But."

"seems not."

A slightly self-deprecating expression appeared on his face. Looking at Gatanjehe next to him and the new life that appeared similar to the people abandoned by God, Monroe felt that he might not be the third son of God.

He came out of the life conch!
It's not like Tartarus, who was directly enlightened by God!
"Is it her who called you?"

God Tang San didn't care about Monroe's sadness, and with a wave of his hand, Athena's transparent figure appeared in front of Monroe's eyes.

She has been by Monrose's side since just now.

Feeling the familiar warmth behind her, Monroe's eyes widened, and she looked at Athena in disbelief.

Although illusory, it is real.

He can touch it!
"Athens press!"

"Monrose!"

(End of this chapter)