I am God!

Chapter 283 Three Kinds of Wonderlands
The space in the dream world is completely different from that in reality. It does not have up, down, left, and right in the true sense, and the way of moving is not the translation that people are used to.

If there are no coordinates, it will be difficult for you to find the location you want to reach in the dream world.

Even if you follow another being that travels through the dream world, or trails behind the sacred boat, it may still be in front of you the moment before, and it will disappear the moment after.

Apart from some powerful gods, perhaps only the race of dreams can not lose themselves in such a space.

Flotie's eyes were still blank just now, and a huge ship appeared in the blink of an eye.

Flodie, who was holding a flower branch in her hand, looked up and called out the name of the ship.

"It's a sacred boat."

"Woo~" There was a heavy humming sound as the huge sacred boat was cruising.

After Flotie called out the name of the ship, a ray of light fell on her from the ship.

In a flash, Flotie boarded the ship.

Flotie has the authority to enter and exit the Creator's Kingdom, so this sacred boat did not refuse her boarding, but those monsters who followed Flotie intruded in were not treated so well, and in the blink of an eye they were The existence of this serial number 2 was crushed to ashes in front of it.

A huge sail was raised on the sacred boat, and there were statues of various races on the boat, and the sky above the boat was full of dreams of life.

Those intertwined dreams of color and black surround the sails, turning into a colorful dream river.

Flotie has been on the fantasy star sea many times, and has seen various life dreams, but this is the first time she has seen this kind of life dream that has not been judged.

"Half color, half black."

"That's what life's dream was before it was judged."

She flew up and circled the sails.

She put her eyes on one of the dreams of life and peered inside.

A mortal's life flashed in front of her, and scenes flashed like a revolving lantern.

Flotie was so fascinated that she almost passed the boat.

When she regained her senses, she immediately fell from a high place and ran to the front of the ship.

"The sacred boat is here."

"I'm getting off the boat."

It can be seen that there is a steel head bumping horn in front of the bow of the sacred boat. The head turned to look at Flotie, and then really slowed down the speed of the ship.

Flotie didn't want to go back by boat, she just took a "flying boat".

She still hasn't gone to the country where the last demigod is.

"Thank you."

"Goodbye."

Watching the sacred boat go away, Flotie waved to it and expressed her gratitude.

Flodie took the flower branch and flew forward. This time, she didn't need to open the passage to the human world, because the other party's location was in the dream world.

She flew farther and farther in the darkness, and a bright spot began to appear in front of her.

Here, she felt the power of myth.

The spot of light in the distance continued to enlarge, and finally turned into a simple gate.

Various mysterious patterns and symbols are carved on the door.

Flotie landed under the door, and her figure was insignificant compared to the huge door, not even as big as a dot of the pattern at the foot of the mythical door.

When Flotie saw the closed door, she suddenly remembered the etiquette in the world.

"Should I knock on the door?"

However, before the fairy in the forest finished hesitating, the door of this myth slowly opened.

The light projected from behind the door was extremely dazzling, illuminating Flotie's already white skin so transparently that she couldn't open her eyes.

But the black hair fluttered in the light, which was extremely conspicuous.

Wait until the forest fairy opens her eyes.

Behind the Gate of Truth appeared a large number of three-leaf people wearing the sacrificial burqa of Hiinsai. They stood on both sides of a road of light and looked at Flotie who was standing below.

The ghosts of the Polik family lined up in a row, and their voices were uniform. Although they came from different people's mouths, they seemed to be speaking by the same person.

"Welcome."

"An envoy from the Kingdom of the Creator God."

Flotie looked at these ghosts and said in her heart.

"A lot of clover people."

The fairy in the forest has never seen a three-leaf man. She has only seen those ancient ruins in the ruins of the god-given city in the sun flower sea, and the statue of the King of Wisdom at the foot of the pyramid.

Flotty walked in along the light path, into this ocean of information.

As she walked higher and higher, the rows of ghosts saluted her one by one, and then disappeared in the white light.

At last.

The light, figure, and sea of ​​information changed in the blink of an eye, turning into an ancient temple.

Flotie stood in front of the temple of Asay.

It's just that she failed to meet Asay, the god of truth and knowledge, and only saw Polik, the first generation patriarch of the Ghost family.

Flotty asked the ghost Polik: "I am a family of forest fairies from the kingdom of the Creator, and my name is Flotty."

"Hila, the lord of dreams, created us and appointed a family of fairies in the forest as the messengers of the gods. I am here this time to tell the gods who live here."

"Which god is your god?"

Ghost Polik replied: "I am a follower of the God of Truth and Knowledge, and my name is Polik."

Flotie looked at the densely packed books in the temple, and asked Polik.

"So you must really enjoy studying?
The ancient goblins also collected a lot of books, and their big goblin library has collected almost all the books and knowledge in this world, but the goblins just collect and don't like to read.

Ghost Polik: "I used to be a priest of the Temple of Truth. The pursuit of truth and knowledge is both instinct and faith for us."

"And God Asay."

"He is the third-generation student of the Temple of Truth, and his teacher is Haru, and Haru's teacher is the first-generation sage of truth Sang De'an of the Temple of Truth."

"Our whole life is inseparable from the pursuit of knowledge, and it is precisely because of the pursuit of knowledge that our life begins."

The fairy in the forest exclaimed: "The Temple of Truth? I've heard of it."

"Heir to the will of second-generation saint Stan Tito."

"Then you have existed for a long time. You have followed your god for nearly 5000 million years."

Ghost Polik suddenly raised his head: "So it turns out that 5000 million years have passed since the age of Hinnsay?"

This is the first time they have learned the exact distance between the last epoch and the present.

Flotie: "Where's your god?"

Porik the Ghost: "The gods haven't awakened yet."

Flotie: "Why is he sleeping?"

"Did you get hurt?"

Polik asked Flotie: "O beautiful forest fairy!"

"Do you think the world is beautiful, or is it hopeless?"

Flotie said as a matter of course: "Of course it's wonderful."

Ghost Polik: "But there are people who feel hopeless."

Froddy understood the meaning of the ghost Polik: "Is he unwilling to wake up?"

Ghost Polik nodded, but said affirmatively.

"But he will definitely wake up, because he will eventually know that he can neither get rid of the past, nor must he face the future."

Ghost Polik is a follower of Asay, and when Asay was imprisoned in the prison of Anjo City, they were inmates locked together.

They were once outcasts of the world, longing to be free from the past and everything.

In the end, A Sai wanted to end everything caused by the villain in the bottle, and to free the countless ghosts trapped under the power of the evil god.

He put on a black robe, picked up a scythe and a bronze book, and transformed himself into the Lord of Death.

He freed countless ghosts including Princess Yeya, and he also entered the back of the door to start the seal and reincarnation.

And Polik established the Polik family in the era of God Abandoned, and he himself turned into a ghost and has been guarding Asai from the last era until now.

After hearing Polrick's story, Flotie felt a little sad.

"For so long, won't you be alone?

"For a promise, you will never be freed. What is the difference between you and those souls who have suffered because of evil gods?"

Polik suddenly raised his head. At this moment, it was no longer the mechanical answer of the door of truth, as if the memory of Porick had returned.

"No!"

"Of course not."

Porik the Ghost: "We are all losers crawling out of the mire, and we all had a glorious and dazzling past."

"We've all had our wildest dreams, we've all risked everything for the truth."

"finally."

"We've all paid the price for this wild dream, too."

Polik: "The messenger of the Kingdom of Creation God!"

"We are not ghosts of the dead, we have a common belief."

"I want to see how far He can go."

"I want to see the limits of truth."

"For this... I am willing."

-

Evil Peninsula.

In a cemetery in the valley.

Avon came to visit his dead comrades, the heroes who died in these years.

The custom of the Aiweier people is to bury in a stone coffin, but this coffin is not buried in the ground, but placed directly on the ground, and the name of the deceased is engraved on one side of the coffin.

Avon stood before Ezirio's tomb, which was empty except for some of Ezirio's relics.

"these years."

"Since leaving Ruhe Giant Island, I feel that I have done a lot of things and succeeded in a lot of things."

"But at the end of the day, it's as if nothing has been done and nothing has succeeded."

Yafuan put his hand on the sarcophagus, and only at this time can he feel the pressure he is facing. The monsters of the abyss came one after another, overwhelming the Evelians and Yafuan.

And recently.

Bad news came one after another.

The winged people are about to leave Moonlight Island, and the thing about crossing the Sunfall Desert has been confirmed to be true, and even the winged people have already started to act.

The Queen of the Abyss, Melde, has recently started to target the Evils, and as expected, the situation will be even more difficult than before.

Yafuan stood alone in the cemetery, feeling a little agitated.

"I told you once that everything will be fine."

"nowadays."

"I don't seem to have really gotten better except for saying that."

"The oath that Mr. Xiuboen made, he exhausted himself to fulfill it, and I can't do anything except say some beautiful words."

Yafuan is only a third-level authority. He has a deep sense of powerlessness in the face of existences such as the apostles and the abyss.

"I can't sit still like this any longer."

Avon left the cemetery.

He once again activated the right hand of the magical prop Polik, and came to the edge of the dream world.

Even if he couldn't get help from the Gate of Truth, he still hoped to get some guidance he wanted through sacrifice.

However, when Afoan came up this time, he found that the door of truth was open.

This made Afran somewhat puzzled.

Guided by the light, he came to the foot of the temple of the God of Truth and Knowledge. An ordinary ghost received Avon and conveyed to him the will of the gate of truth.

"You are here again."

"Afran the believer."

"The Gate of Truth considers your prayer to be unreasonable, and therefore judges your prayer to be invalid."

Afran asked again: "I hope to know how to defeat and seal the abyss and Meld, for which I am willing to pay the price."

The ghost replied: "Insufficient information, insufficient intelligence, the target involves the power of mythology, and it cannot be judged for the time being."

Once again Avon was rejected, but he made another discovery.

He heard another voice coming down from the high temple, as if someone had come here.

This also just explained why Avon saw that the door of truth was open just now.

Afran was astonished.

He had never seen such a thing before, that someone other than himself came here.

"So it's like this!" It was a woman's voice, and the voice of the other party had a kind of quiet and peaceful jungle.

The other party continued.

"I see."

"Although your god has not yet awakened, but when he wakes up, please give him the flower branch of the rainbow tree."

"Is that the voice?" Avon remembered the voice, the iridescent tree he saw before, the voice coming from the tree was this.

Here, he saw the real appearance of the other party.

An existence with the form of a god, a truly perfect form of a god.

He crouched under the altar, watching the other party hand a flower branch to the ghost Polik, then turned and left.

And Polik, the ghostly ghost who was aloof in the past, saluted the girl respectfully.

When the other party walked out of the door of truth, he immediately chased after him.

The forest nymph, Flotie, also spotted Avon and turned her head to look at him.

"Snake man, why are you following me?"

Afran immediately introduced himself: "Hi, we met last time."

"Just in the forest to the north, there is a colorful flower tree..."

Hearing what Avon said, Flotie remembered.

"You're the one who messes around without sending letters."

Avon immediately defended: "Please forgive my presumptuousness, but I didn't know who you were at the time, and I didn't know what that beautiful flower tree was for."

Flotie told him: "I am a forest fairy, and my name is Flotie."

"That tree is the rainbow tree of the fairy in the forest, and it is the coordinates for sending letters."

It was the first time Afran heard about this race, and he asked Floty cautiously.

"A forest fairy?"

"what is that?"

Flotie explained again: "We are the messengers of the gods, creatures who travel through dreams."

"But we don't just deliver letters to the gods, we also deliver letters full of prayers from mortals."

"It is your luck that you can see the rainbow tree."

"I can deliver a letter to you, but it can only be delivered to other people in the world, unless one of the gods agrees with you and agrees to accept your letter."

Afran looked at each other in shock: "The messenger of the gods? Then where are you from?"

Flotie told him: "I come from the Kingdom of God of Creation."

Yafuan finally understood what kind of existence he saw. The one standing in front of him turned out to be an envoy who walked out of the Kingdom of Creation God.

Afuan immediately prostrated himself on the ground: "O messenger of the Creator Kingdom!"

"Can you hear our story?"

Flotie stood still and thought for a while: "I can listen to your story."

Flotie loved hearing stories, as she had just heard about Poric and Asay the Ghosts, which might make for a very interesting conversation at the next Rainbow Woods tea party.

Afoan was afraid that the envoy from the God of Creation would be impatient.

He omitted a large part of the previous link.

It directly tells the recent situation of the Evil people, tells about the existence of monsters in the abyss, and tells about the death and displacement of countless people in the disaster.

Flotie sympathized with the situation of the Evil people, but said it very directly.

"Do you want to pray to the gods for help?"

"but."

"The gods will not help you."

Avon asked, "Why?"

Flotie, the fairy in the forest: "Because you said just now, this is a disaster caused by you, and it is because of you that the abyss and monsters appeared."

"You touch taboos, you blaspheme, you bring your own destruction."

"Why should the gods lend a helping hand to your madness."

Avon had expected this answer.

Although in the eyes of mortals, snake people and wing people are different, Aiweier people are also different from animal herding tribes and city-state people.

But in the eyes of the gods, they are all one.

Whether this disaster is caused by the Wing Man or the Snake Man, it is all caused by mortals.

"I know."

"All of this is the fault of mortals. It is our arrogance and arrogance, and it is our ignorance that has attracted terrible disasters."

Avon appealed to the forest nymph Flotti, as if clutching at a straw.

"I just want you to give us a little guidance for humble mortals."

"We are willing to pay the price for this, and we are willing to use our own strength and everything to calm this disaster."

"But we're really at a loss."

Flotie looked at Avon for a long time, and finally spoke.

"Recently I'm trying to figure out how to condense my wonderland."

"If you can give me some ideas, maybe I can help you find the answer to this question."

Flotie briefly told Yafuan what kind of existence a fairyland is, and Yafuan immediately started thinking at high speed.

Finally, he said to Flotie.

"If it were me, I would open one passage after another in the fairyland."

"Then build a door in every place in the world that I think is important."

"When I push open the door, I can instantly enter another place, so I can go to any place at any time; similarly, others can use my door to go to another place instantly."

Flotie immediately recorded Afran's thoughts in her notebook.

It has to be said that Avon's ideas are very characteristic of the line of truth and knowledge.

Afran was a little nervous: "Master Flotty, are you satisfied with my thoughts?"

Although Fuluodi in front of her was only a second-level powerhouse, and Yafuan was already a third-level authority, but at this moment Yafuan was so humble in front of the other party that she seemed to be submerged in dust and mud.

After the fairy in the forest finished writing, she saluted Yafuan back.

"Thank you for your suggestion, I have accepted it."

The fairy in the forest asked him directly: "Is the queen of the abyss you mentioned living in a place full of filth and black mud?"

"She has white hair, a woman with many wings on her back?"

Yafuan didn't expect that the forest fairy Flotie knew the other party: "It's her."

The forest fairy Flotty nodded: "Then I know, I just ran into her on the way here."

"She crashed into the sacred boat, and she should be seriously injured now."

"I can check for you, what exactly is the abyss you are talking about."

"There is also the way you want to deal with the abyss."

Flotie walked directly in front of Yafuan who was prostrate on the ground, and that beautiful figure gradually disappeared amidst a wave of colorful petals falling.

"but."

"I'm just a little forest fairy, not a god."

"Don't get your hopes up."

-

Rainbow tree forest.

This time, Flotie, who returned from going out smoothly, was welcomed by all the fairies in the forest. This is a very important mission for the fairy clan in the forest, and it is a witness of history for them.

at the same time.

Flotie's harvest is also full.

Flotie got all kinds of advice and had her own initial ideas during the trip.

A large group of forest fairies gathered together again, taking out teapots and snacks as a matter of course.

The ground of Rainbow Forest is covered with petals, and there is a soft feeling when you step on it with bare feet.

The other forest fairies asked Flotty, "Sister Flotty."

"What are the gods outside? How do they advise you?"

Flotie: "It's not just the advice of the gods, I also got advice from a servant of the gods."

She took out her pamphlet and discussed it with the forest fairies present.

"First, I can turn my domain into a fairyland in the world first, and all letters from mortals will gather in my domain, condensing the light of prayer; after I become the fourth rank, it can become a In the space in the dream world, a transfer station, everyone takes turns to be on duty in my fairyland, and at the same time harvest the light of prayer."

"I call it a stationery wonderland."

"Secondly, you can build a fairyland for storage, sign a contract with mortals through a spiritual world contract, and lend the space to mortals with power; this is also a good way to condense the light of prayer. "

"However, this kind of fairyland can only be achieved after at least the fourth level."

"I named it Storage Wonderland."

"The third is to open up a large number of passages to the mortal world and connect them together to form doors that pass through space."

"But this, I feel that only Shinhwa can do it."

"I also named it the Fairyland of the Gate."

The fairies immediately clapped their hands at the tea party. They felt that these three fairylands were very powerful and very good.

"Sister Flotie."

"So which one do you choose?"

If they were replaced by fairies, they would definitely choose the third one.

Because it's very interesting.

In the end, Flotty chose the safest option: "We are the messengers of the gods, and sending messages is our mission, so I still choose the first one."

"I'm going to build a stationery wonderland."

All the fairies stood up and congratulated Flotie on her choice.

Followed by.

At the Rainbow Forest tea party this time, the forest fairy Flotty brought up the story about the Evelians and Avon again, and asked everyone if they had any ideas.

Someone asked about the god Yiren believed in: "What kind of demigod is that? How can there be such a believer who doesn't even know the Creator?"

The other fairies nodded: "That's right, didn't He come from the previous era?"

Flotie shook her head: "Becoming a demigod in this era should not be possible."

"I saw his mythical door, which is very ancient."

"This must be an existence from the previous era."

She guessed: "He may have fallen asleep, or he may have forgotten the past, so he didn't tell his believers."

"That's why her followers are so crazy and have done such terrible things."

Another fairy also raised her hand: "Can we find out about his experience?"

Someone asked Flotie: "Then, what is the title of this god?"

Flotie, the forest fairy, thought for a moment and found that she had forgotten.

The titles of these demigods are very long, and she can't always remember them clearly.

"I forgot what his name was."

Immediately afterwards, the fairy sitting at the other end of the long table shook her head: "That must be a story from the last era. His title was also given to him by the gods. Without his real name, it is difficult to know his origin."

A fairy asked, "Then what is the name of the place where he lives?"

Flotie told other fairies: "He lives in a place called the Abyss."

All the fairies whispered to each other.

"abyss?"

"what is that?"

Flotie's hairs stand on end when she thinks about it: "A place full of filth, stench, and depravity."

Many fairies immediately shook their heads: "How is it possible, how can there be gods willing to live in such a place?"

A fairy in the forest suddenly realized: "I heard that mortal nobles will build a place called a toilet, which is a place full of filth and stench. Isn't that place like this?"

"Then this god, wouldn't it be the god in charge of this place?"

The fairy stood up and said seriously: "I know, he must be the god of toilets and filth."

Can there be such a god?
The fairies were suspicious.

But the world is so big that there are no surprises.

But if it weren't for such a god, how could it like to live in filth?

That's very reasonable.

The fairy nodded.

(End of this chapter)