I am God!

Chapter 216 God and Man Made by God

The bottle shattered, and the man-made monster who claimed to be the god of knowledge died.

Asai, Vivien, and Stoun stood in this unremarkable hut, but the atmosphere did not relax because of the passing of the villain in the bottle, but became more dignified.

Vivien looked at A Sai's back.

The young man was wearing a windbreaker that had only been released in recent years, with a cane hanging on his arm.

The other party spoke very slowly and was very quiet.

But Vivien not only recalled what the villain in the bottle said before, but also heard the villain in the bottle call Asay as Anhofus at the end.

At this moment, Asai gave everyone a completely different feeling.

His quietness and deepness seemed to hide the sharp edge of a sword. Even if he just stood there quietly, it made people feel as if there was a crisis like a tsunami, and the world would be swallowed up if he didn't pay attention.

She drew out her sword and pointed it at Asai, as if she regarded him as an enemy.

She coldly called out another name of the other party: "Evil Mage Anhofus."

"did not expect."

"You guys are still here."

"You embarked on the mythical path of wisdom and became a reincarnator?"

Like the villain in the bottle, Anhofus is also an enemy of the Temple of Truth.

Or.

All these disasters were caused by the man in front of him, if he hadn't created the bone demon, if he hadn't pursued the power of immortality, if he hadn't created the villain in a bottle.

The world is not going to be like this, at least not right now.

While speaking, Stuen had already made a move.

The river of blood surged and instantly flooded the abandoned town.

But Asai didn't mean to fight Stuen.

He disappeared instantly.

A ritual array on the ground far away from the town condensed, and A Sai walked out from a door.
Poric also appeared beside him, holding the sickle and slate left by the dead monarch.

He has regained his strength, and he is in charge of part of the authority of the door of truth, just like the former high priest of truth.

He is also Asai's only partner and most loyal follower.

A Sai looked at the Blood River that was rushing towards him, and raised his hand to appear the Gate of Truth, blocking the impacting Blood River like a mountain.

However, the power of the blood river surged again, breaking down the door of truth in the blink of an eye.

A Sai retreated again, jumped up and appeared on a dirt bag.

Stoun and Vivien also caught up.

It was only at this time that A Sai answered what Vivien said before: "Vivien, the third generation of truth sages."

"Compared to Anjofus, I prefer people to call me Asay."

"You don't need to worry about me, don't hate me, and don't need to be afraid of me."

A Sai took off the cane on his arm and threw it on the ground.

"Although I'm not looking for any redemption, I really don't intend to do the terrible things you imagine."

Vivien: "You are Anhofus, you are the one who made the villain in the bottle, and you are the one who sacrificed all the people on the holy mountain."

"Do you think that by changing your name, you can say goodbye to everything you have done and everything you have done?"

Asay: "I am the reincarnated Anhofus."

"The former Anhofus has found immortality, and the meaning and destiny of his life is over."

"He has long felt that the world has nothing to worry about, and he is unwilling to come back."

A Sai looked at Vivien: "I know that everything in the past cannot be erased, so I just want to change the present."

"Vivien, the third-generation sage of truth."

"It's a never-ending ring of nightmares, whether it's Anhofus, the Man in a Bottle, you, Sturn, or me."

"They are all sinking in this nightmare."

A Sai's eyes were confused, as if he was deep in thought: "When did this nightmare start?"

"Is it Anhofus, is it the fire demon Haru?"

"Or started from the earlier Samo Kingdom, from the kings who pursued eternal life for generations?"

"Or..."

"From the time when the heirs of the first king Laidlich initiated betrayal and kinkilling, pursuing the supreme throne of wisdom and power."

"Evil seeds have been planted in everything."

When saying this, Asai was thinking about his mother.

He thought of his hometown, the old priests and doctors in his hometown, as well as Colin and the victimized children in Anjo City.

He also thought of Anhofus and his teacher Haru. He saw the picture of Anhofus holding up the remnant of Haru's magic bottle in the swamp.

Anhofus was born in the Samo family of royal blood, the family that pursued the secret of immortality generation after generation, and finally died under the leadership of the last mad monarch.

Anhofus' teacher Haru also died in pursuit of immortality and the power of mythology, and finally died in front of his best friend Lan En without admitting his failure.

Anhofus was bound by countless chains throughout his life, dragging him into the abyss of madness, and he was not released until the moment of death.

The same is true for the life of the villain in a bottle.

It was born in a bottle. From the moment it was born, it was a monster without any empathy. It had no concept of good and evil. Everything it did was just a game.

What it longed for all its life was to leave that bottle and see the wider world.

Vivien, Stoun, and countless people in this world were all affected by the spread of pain and despair.

The nightmare from Anchoforth is spreading like a plague.

Everyone.

All living in a nightmare.

And what he can do is to cut off the cycle of this nightmare.

Asai closed his eyes and faced the darkness.

"I."

"It just felt like it was over."

"This nightmare has been going on for too long, and the word despair is not enough to describe it."

Vivien stood under the dirt bag, she didn't know whether to trust the person in front of her.

A Sai closed his eyes and stretched out his hand, and said to Polik beside him, "Finally, there is one thing left."

He picked up the sickle of the dead monarch, and also picked up the stone tablet that symbolized the power of the divine contract.

A Sai aimed at the rays of light rushing and scattered in the distance, those shadows of ghosts passing by the holy lake like lights and shooting stars,

Some of them are those crazy ghost believers, and more are innocent people who were sacrificed by those believers.

Most of them are Sanye people who once lived in the holy mountain.

Asai raised the slate, and the door of truth opened behind him.

A black torn robe was draped over Asai's body, and the hood covered his face.

"come back!"

"Unowned ghosts!"

"The madness is over, the pain is no longer spreading, and everything will end at this moment."

Tens of thousands of ghosts suddenly stopped all movements and came towards A Sai's direction.

They rushed into the door of truth, washed away the curse and will imposed on them by the villain in the bottle, and then turned into fluorescent light one by one on the spot.

One after another ghosts got rid of the power of the villain in the bottle and dissipated into the sky.

They finally broke through the bottles and shackles trapped on them, and entered the kingdom of Insai as a dream of life.

There are ghosts rushing towards them constantly, and all of them are freed away in the light.

Finally, he saw someone special.

A girl dressed in gorgeous clothes seemed to be waiting for her own wedding. She came from afar step by step.

Climbed the steps and stood under the great door of truth.

Princess Yaya.

A Sai's eyes were very complicated, and he quietly looked at the ghost in front of him.

The other party also looked at him in confusion. She is a ghost left by the former princess, and she has some remaining memories.

She is constantly repeating her past stories and life, trapped in a bottle called memory and time, clinging to her obsessions and refusing to let go.

She seemed to recognize him, but wasn't quite sure it was him.

After a long time.

She opened her mouth and said that sentence again.

"You're back?"

"I've been waiting for you to come home and want to talk to you."

Asai looked at Princess Yeya, opened his lips and trembled slightly, and finally said a word.

"give up!"

"The Anhofus you loved is no longer here, Your Royal Highness."

"Why are you clinging to someone who doesn't love you?"

Hearing these words from Asai's mouth, Princess Yeya looked at Asai in a daze.

The dazed eyes seemed to recover a trace of emotion in an instant, but A Sai couldn't tell whether it was sadness or awakening.

Or something else.

At last.

She just hugged him gently and whispered something in his ear.

The voice was so weak that Asai couldn't hear what she was saying. Asai turned to look at Princess Yeya blankly.

Princess Yeya didn't explain, but smiled at him.

He vaguely understood, perhaps because those words were addressed to Anhofus, not him.

Princess Yeya let go of Asai, her body floated into the sky,
dissipated in the air.

So far, everything is over, all ghosts are freed, turned into dreams of life and returned to the dream world.

the other side.

Vivien and Stuen kept watching Asai, and Vivien found that she couldn't understand the person in front of her at all.

Is this the Anhofus?

She and Anhofus are not of the same era, and all she can hear is the Anhofus that others say.

But she knew that she must not let down her vigilance. The Asai in front of her was the first reincarnated person to embark on the path of wisdom and mythology.

What's even more frightening is that he is still the reincarnation of Anhofus. No matter what, he is a huge threat to Siyin Sai and the Temple of Truth.

Vivien watches as Asay sends all the ghosts away, ending one of their big troubles and saving a catastrophe.

At this time, she said, "What do you want to do?"

A Sai breathed a sigh of relief, and performed a standard etiquette to Vivien.

"Nothing."

"I've done everything I wanted to do."

"The next thing has nothing to do with me."

After speaking, he saluted Polik again: "Thank you for your help along the way, my friend—Polik."

Polik didn't dare to accept it, and immediately replied: "That's my honor, my lord."

Asai turned away, toward the open door of truth.

His voice was full of fatigue, and he spoke more slowly, as if he was whispering with his eyes closed.

"So be it!"

"I'm a little tired."

"I want to... go to sleep."

Asai stepped in, his figure was submerged in the dazzling light inside the door.

And at this time, Vivien, Stern, and Polik who were outside the door saw another world evolve from the door of truth.

It was a small town, a remote and quiet town.

Ordinary buildings, ordinary people, nothing extraordinary.

Asai walked inside, he transformed from a tall youth into a child, and happily blended into it.

it's here.

He has an ordinary mother, a family that is not rich, and a group of children who are always noisy and fighting with him.

There are kind doctors and priests who are stingy but optimistic about Asai.

Here, there are no nightmares, no despair, no villain in a bottle.

This time, Asai finally successfully became a little apprentice priest.

He took his mother to Anjo City, the big city he once longed for, and bought a house that belonged to them there, and ate delicious food that they didn't dare to think of before. He made friends one after another here.

he.

Lived a happy life.

The door closed slowly, one chain after another was entangled,
A Sai sealed himself inside, he didn't want anyone to disturb his dream.

Polik looked up and watched as the door of truth closed, dissipating from the top and finally disappearing.

Stoun and Vivien did not relax from the beginning to the end, and immediately counterattacked once the other party made any changes.

However, the other party just left.

Give the villain in the bottle a fatal blow, and then release all the ghosts in this world, and it's over.

Vivien glanced at Stoun suspiciously, and Stoun looked at the disappearing door of truth and said, "Perhaps, he is really different from the legendary Anhofus."

Because A Sai didn't have to pretend to be in front of them to perform this trick.

He really lost interest in this world.

Compared with the dark and cruel reality, he would rather be immersed in his dream forever.

When Vivien was investigating the incident in Anjo City, she also knew about Polik and knew that he was from the Temple of Truth.

"Porik."

"I know you. You were once beaten as an evil mage because of taboo experiments that hurt others, and your power was abolished and you were imprisoned."

"The punishment for you was a bit too much at the beginning. You have repaid your mistakes over the years."

"Do you still want to come back now?"

Polik shook his head: "I still like a freer life, but a great sage."

"do not worry."

"Porik won't do anything risky anymore."

Polik bowed to the third generation of truth sages and Stoun, then turned and left.

When he disappeared into the distance little by little, walking downhill.

A ritual array emerged from the back of his hand, very similar to the pattern on the Gate of Truth.

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Vivien and Stuen withdrew all their strength and headed towards the holy mountain.

At this moment, the Demon Hunt Squad, the Priests of the Nine Ritual Temples, and the coalition forces from all over the world have already completely ended the fighting, and everyone has already started to clean the battlefield.

An Li, the head of the Temple Demon Hunt Squad, even led people into the former city of servants of the gods, the capital of the Henir dynasty when it was founded.

At this point, the battle to retake the holy mountain can be regarded as the official end.

"We have climbed the holy mountain." The priests cheered endlessly, and then the crowd walked carefully on the avenue. They looked up at the giant statue of the two generations of wise kings,

"It turns out that this is the real appearance of King Laidlich and King Jesser." This colossus was carved during the time of King Jesser, and it can be said that it is the closest to the real restoration of the appearance of the two generations of wise kings.

Someone climbed over the wall and entered it, and pushed open the gate of the city of servants of the gods, which had been sealed for a long time.

"The city of servants of the gods is so big?" People walked in, and what they saw was an ancient and magnificent city.

"Of course, this is the former capital of the king." The priests and the demon hunters stood in front of the city of servants of God, looking at all this in shock.

"With so many corpses, how many people died in the first place?" There are densely packed statues on the street, all of them are the victims of the disaster in the past.

"The Temple of the Sky is right there." Someone looked up at the looming temple in the high sea of ​​clouds. From here, most of the shape of the temple could be clearly seen.

They walked there quickly.

Compared to the City of Servants, the Sky Temple is more legendary.

You must know that this city was born to build the Sky Temple, and the name of the holy mountain and the holy lake is because the Sky Temple can be named holy here.

This is the temple built by King Jesser to pray for the attention of God Insai, although he failed to welcome the arrival of God in the end.

It was established by Jesser, the god Polo once came here, the poems of the great poet Tito are enshrined here, the second-generation saint Stan Tito was a priest of the sky here, and the first-generation truth sage Sander Ann also used to be the owner here.

In addition to these deafening names, there are countless stories here.

Every stone slab and every corner here has echoes of epic and legendary chapters.

"Finally, it's finally taken back!" When they stepped onto the square, someone knelt on the ground and howled,

"How many years?" Someone stood up in a daze.

"We have taken back the lost holy land." Someone knelt and kissed the floor here.

"God said~" More people closed their eyes and chanted the Ledlich oath.

Most of those who sighed were old people, and besides admiration, most of them were more joyful and excited.

For them, the era of the Sky Temple is too far away.

As long as they can remember, this place has been the devil's lair, the scariest place in the world.

Now they defeated the demons who pretended to be gods, and took back the holy mountain and the old capital. This is a supreme feat and glory.

A group of people came to the gate of the main hall of the Sky Temple, but no one dared to enter.

At this time, Vivien and Stuen also came here.

An Li led the two of them into the main hall of the Sky Temple. There was already dust everywhere, and many things fell on the ground. It was a dilapidated scene.

The three of them walked in quietly, not even daring to say much.

When I arrived at this place, I felt that Insai God was watching me as if invisible.

They saw the poems left by the legendary great poets, and saw one thing after another that only existed in myths and epics.

Vivien took the lead in saluting to the statue of Insai, and then carefully glanced at the statue: "This is the statue that King Jesser carved for Insai."

An Li glanced at the statue secretly: "This should be the oldest statue!"

"Didn't King Jesser see God with his own eyes? Why can't he see anything clearly?"

Vivien glared at An Li: "Don't talk nonsense in front of God."

"Haven't you read the stone inscription on the city of Jesser copied by the great poet? Even the king of Jesser can't look directly at the existence of God. What he can see is only what he can see."

Only then did An Li remember the record about King Jesser, and she was even more in awe of Insai.

after all.

Even the villain in a bottle, who was so arrogant that he called himself a god, only dared to call himself his creation in front of Insai.

It seems that only in this way can it prove its legitimacy as a myth.

After Vivien chanted the Ledlich oath in front of the statue of Insay, she got up.

"Send the news back to the City of God's Descend and tell His Majesty the King."

"we won."

An Li left the temple and walked outside.

Vivien led Stoun into the promenade on one side, and continued to explore this ancient temple, the holy place of all Hiinsai beliefs.

They passed a spiral staircase and walked down a path.

Suddenly bright.

They came to the highest point of the holy mountain, on a small platform that was not too big.

There is a cliff in front of you.

It happened to be nightfall at this time, and the moon in the distance emerged in the night, reflecting in the holy lake.

Looking from here, there is a moon in the sky and in the lake.

Situ En looked at the two moons in the distance, the moon in the sky was far away and untouchable.

The moon in the water is unreal, just a group of virtual images.

He suddenly said, "I'm leaving too."

Vivien was stunned for a moment, at first she didn't understand what Stoun meant, but after thinking about it, she seemed to suddenly understand something.

She thought Sturn was leaving.

After all, after killing the villain in the bottle, he has no reason to stay.

It's just that she has long been used to Stuen supporting her behind her, fighting together for the common goal of eliminating the villain in the bottle, so she didn't think about this issue for a while, or she didn't want to think about it before.

She hesitated again and again, and finally expressed her understanding and blessing to Stuen.

"Too."

"Our original agreement has ended."

"Stuane, you don't owe me anything, you can go after what you want."

"Perhaps... you can live the life of an ordinary person..."

Stoun suddenly interrupted Vivien, and his strange-looking pupils looked at Vivien.

"Maybe I should make it clear that I'm not leaving."

"Instead."

"This existence as Stoun is about to end its journey of revenge."

"End his mission, and life."

Vivien couldn't believe it: "Impossible?"

"Stoun!"

"You are a myth, you are immortal."

Stuun already felt the changes in his body, and he suddenly understood why his teacher's left hand told him that his power never belonged to him.

I also know why the witch doctors told him that he was just a prop called a man made by God.

Situ En walked to the edge of the cliff, his blood-red robe was blown violently by the wind.

Facing the wind that made people unable to open their eyes, he looked towards the sky.

He was not looking at the clouds, but seemed to be looking at something above the clouds.

Something that doesn't belong in this world.

"No!"

"I am not the one who is immortal, but a man created by God."

"I'm just a consciousness of resentment and curse attached to a man made by God, an existence born in Cross City, condensed by the resentment and revenge of countless people."

"At most, it is just a conscious individual it used to be, a past in a reincarnation."

"And now it's time for me to dissipate."

"And for it, it's just a simple reincarnation."

Stuen: "My teachers, witch doctors, gave me the power of a man made by God. I am very grateful to them. They gave me the power of revenge."

"It was they who bestowed on me this powerful myth of life, which allowed me to end the curse of being born in Cross City."

"Now that I have killed that demon with my own hands, the curse and resentment in Cross City will also dissipate."

"I am very satisfied."

Vivien quietly listened to what Stoun said, and understood the key points.

However, she was still a little sad.

She didn't expect it to end so soon, and it ended so unexpectedly.

Although Stuen didn't see her expression, he already felt her emotion: "Don't be sad, you should be happy."

"The end of all resentment and bitterness is something to celebrate."

"They don't suffer anymore."

"And I'm free from it."

One after another, black shadows emerged from Stuen's body, dissipating into remnants emitting a stench and decay.

Many people could be seen in that shadow, many figures Vivien was familiar with.

They used to utter angry curses in Stuun's body continuously, and they roared unwillingly in Stuun's dream time and time again.

From the moment the disaster struck in Cross City until now.

But at this moment, everything disappeared quietly.

At last.

She also saw Lester, the young man who had lost everything in pursuit of medical skills, and finally said something to her.

Not thank you.

Instead.

"terribly sorry."

Vivien watched him leave quietly. She wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't respond.

She is not qualified to forgive him on behalf of the people in Cross City, and she knows it.

This is just a ray of resentment from Lester, who died many years ago.

Stuun, who was originally formed by the resentment and hatred of everyone in Cross City, also drew the end at the moment when the hatred ended.

The blood-colored clothes on Situ En's body faded little by little and turned white.

His appearance also began to change, turning into a simple and standard appearance, like a carefully carved statue.

He walked towards the sky step by step. Vivien called Stuun's name, but unfortunately there was no response.

A circle of light was rendered in the clouds, submerging his figure.

The world behind the clouds.

Passing through the fantasy star sea and the garden of the land bestowed by the gods, on the high pyramid, the eternal existence opened its eyes because of Stuen's return.

Life props·Man created by God will eventually return to the kingdom of God, with the mission that God once bestowed on it.

(End of this chapter)