I am God!

Chapter 819 The Eyes of the Giant God and the Servants of the Lord

Central Records Library in the city of Helfas.

"Bang dang bang dang!"

The library was empty, but strange sounds kept coming.

Over the years, this castle-like library has completely changed its appearance. A large part of the original stone structure has now been almost completely eroded by black iron. The entire building is tall, cold and forbidding, with angular iron windows inlaid with Brown glazed gemstone.

The unreachable ceiling gives people a strong pressure, and the endless bookshelves are like a deep jungle.

I don’t know when the dense bookshelves in the library turned into iron, and the bookshelves seemed to be controlled by something, moving up and down on their own, or arranged tightly, or piled together, and even the books were automatically sorted and classified. When I stood up, the clanking sound was made when the bookshelf moved.

The entire library is like a machine that is constantly running. Perhaps from here we can get a glimpse of part of the future Helfas City.

The festival of gods and men is being celebrated outside.

Various sounds such as cheers, playing music, and bells are intertwined together, creating a festive atmosphere and constantly coming from the window.

Helfas still woke up next to the fireplace, but just now he looked like a god in front of people. He looked completely different now. More than 30 years later, his hair has been dyed white.

Helfas picked up the book on the table, and a row of bookshelves immediately moved in front of him. After he stuffed the book in, the bookshelf quickly moved over.

And if he wants to find any book, the corresponding bookshelf will come to him as long as he thinks about it.

I read a book for a while and rested for a while.

He got up at last.

"Go out."

Helfas opened a door. There was a staircase passage under the door, and at the bottom of the passage was an iron car that looked like an elevator, filling the exit.

After he sat on it, the iron carriage quickly moved along the passage, not up and down, but also moved left and right.

After turning a few corners, the iron box lifted out of the ground with a pop.

The door opened, and a landscaped garden courtyard appeared in sight. Where Herfas was located was a pavilion. Looking into the distance, you could see an artificial fountain pool and many plants. There were long hardwood tables beside the pool. There were two chairs placed and sumptuous food on the table.

This is the Court of Order, where Zihe Order monks and waiters prepared a dinner, which was considered a small celebration.

Helfas walked over, and the monks standing far away around him saluted, not daring to look directly down at him.

Soon, Zi also came over from the other side.

Helfas had not yet sat down but was standing by the pool looking at his reflection.

After Zi came over, he bent down slightly and stared at the water.

Said: "If my black hair turns white, does that mean I am no longer a black-haired person?"

For him, who has died and lived again, old age seems to be a very novel experience.

Zi didn't like the joke he made. She looked at Helfas's dark eyes, seeming to stare at the other him through this aging body.

Ziyong had a somewhat cold voice, but was saying very positive words.

"This is not the real you."

"The real you is in this body and will never grow old."

"He shines with light and flows with eternal colors."

"Like a god."

Helfas said: "Do gods also age?"

Zi: "I can replace this body for you at any time, and everyone in this world will be willing to pay any price for your presence in this world."

Helfas felt vaguely that it was not that simple: "Do you still remember the scene when I just resurrected this time?"

Zi nodded: "I saw it in my memories."

Helfas: "At that time, I was reborn in the same state and age as when I died. Even if I am resurrected again or changed into a new shell, will I still be reborn in my current state?"

Zi said: "That must be because I didn't find the right method, and the use of power is not mature enough. This situation will not happen next time."

Helfas thought thoughtfully: "Perhaps it's not your problem. Does the soul also have some kind of power that affects the body and determines the state of the body? The immortality of extraordinary professionals has great flaws. After the fourth level, it can pass The medium achieves a sense of continued immortality.”

"So, does the immortality of the soul really come at no cost?"

Zi can indeed copy various life forms, and can even copy living people, but in the end what is copied is just another new life.

Beings like Helfas who can change their bodies are unique, at least in this world.

There can be countless anchor points, but there is only one physical body, which seems to tell Helfas that the body is not only a wooden stake to stay in time, but also the continuation and source of some kind of power.

It's just that at this time, Herfas hadn't yet understood the secret. He didn't even know the meaning of the soul or what it represented.

The sun gradually sets, and the originally bright and bright courtyard begins to become quiet.

Night has come.

The iconic fire tree in the distance was lit, blooming with gorgeous fireworks. The celebration festival has not ended yet, but has just begun.

Various celebration programs began on the streets outside, and cheers and music continued. At night, there seemed to be even more people pouring onto the streets.

Helfas sat at the table and picked up a glass of wine.

"happy holidays!"
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The aging of the body forced Helfas to put the matter of body replacement on the agenda.

Although simply existing as a soul does not seem to be a big problem. He can stay in the kingdom of the gods, or walk around the world attached to a black pen; but that kind of thing has no touch, no warmth, and no taste of food. , let alone smell the fragrance of the world, it really makes people feel alive.

Just like the kingdom of gods with nothing, no matter how vast it is, it cannot give people freedom and makes people feel like they are in a cage.

However, he always had some bad premonitions about changing his body; maybe he was overthinking it, but he was still ready to make some arrangements.

this day.

He summoned a night light.

An old man wearing a priest's robe and a colorful crown walked into the Central Records Library. You can see that the night lamp is also old. Although it cannot be said that it has reached the end of its life, as a mortal, it can almost be said that it has reached the end of its life. The end is approaching step by step.

Helfas looked at the aging night light, looked at him for a while and then said: "It seems that the chief priest of the Court of Heaven is not so easy to do. Such a large extraordinary world is not easy to manage. It should have been It is you who have left what I want to do, and you have really worked hard over the years."

After the old night lamp saluted, he said: "I was just a small vendor, but it was you who gave me the glory and meaning in the second half of my life. For me, everything in these years is incredible. Every day when I wake up, I feel that Everything is not a dream."

"You gave me all this. It's so satisfying for a little person like me to be able to do such a thing, to be able to leave my name in history and be remembered by others."

Helfas: "Do you still remember what I said to you when I established the Court of Heaven?"

The night light said: "The Court of Heaven is built to solve your doubts, and the night light is also a light to dispel the fog and darkness for you."

Helfas: "The Court of Gaotian has indeed accomplished a lot in these years. It found the answer to the fourth level, established the fourth level sealed object system, and helped me explore deeply into the kingdom of the gods. I also discovered the entangled world at the border. But many things have only just begun, and the final success is still far away, and many secrets cannot be answered at all."

Night Light immediately knelt on the ground: "I didn't do a good enough job."

Helfas shook his head: "You have done well enough, but decades are too short. Some things and goals can never be achieved in such a short time. It takes hundreds or thousands of years, or even It might be difficult to do it for ten thousand years.”

"Some things may never be done in this lifetime, and there may be certain changes in the future, which will prevent the plan and the system we have established from being implemented."

"So I want to do something. One is to preserve everything we have created now, and the other is to make the plans we set continue to operate as we originally envisioned until they succeed. one day."

Night Light knew what the Black King was planning. He always obeyed the other party's wishes and orders and never disobeyed.

"What is your will?"

Helfas pondered for a moment, and then continued.

"The system we established relies on the city of Helfas. It is the hub of the extraordinary world and guides the direction of the entire extraordinary world."

"I am ready to make the final improvements to Helfas, so that it can truly become a life form that evolves on its own, evolving in the direction we want, and then it will also lead the entire civilization to evolve."

"It will become a living city, even if no one is pushing it, it will still run on its own, leading the entire civilization forward."

Helfas already had the idea, and even had part of the idea a long time ago, but he only recently decided to implement it.

"After the extraordinary system reaches the fourth level, we have indeed reached the end in a sense. There is indeed not much progress in the next road except relying on the person of the master of the race to accumulate divine blood."

"And at present, it seems that it is very far away to accumulate divine blood to the next stage."

"The only direction we can break through is the life template."

Night Light: "Don't you already have the Black Iron Dragon's life template? Isn't this perfect enough?"

Helfas shook his head: "The black iron dragon template is no longer enough. After reaching the fourth level, extraordinary professionals have completely separated from ordinary life forms in a sense. In fact, it can be said that a certain part of this city It is the external supernatural organ of the Sealed Book, another body.”

"But the current power of the Sealed Book is only limited to a library and some facilities on the ground floor. The number of black iron dragons and the accumulated divine blood are not enough to completely assimilate the entire city of Helfas."

"But once the assimilation is completed, this new city will be the extraordinary body of the black iron dragon."

"That is."

"A new template for life."

Night Light was a little amazed. He had heard of such a plan to transform the entire city of Helfas into an unimaginable otherworldly city, a city of gods and men, a mythical city.

But he didn't expect that this city was a giant life form.

This seems to be an unprecedented fantasy.

He asked: "What kind of life template is that?"

Helfas: "City of Mechanical Life."

With a thought from Helfas, the entire bookshelf of the Central Record Library immediately started to move. With a clanging sound, a sealed bookshelf came to Helfas and opened it.

He took out a drawing and hung it on the wall next to the fireplace, unfolding it for the night light to see.

The structural diagram of the entire Helfas City is clearly depicted on the drawing. This is the latest version of the design, which was calculated based on the large number of demon hunters and black iron dragons in the entire Sealed Garden. However, since it is a design drawing, it is naturally still available now. Construction has not been completed and even many facilities have not yet been constructed.

This city was considered a masterpiece by Herfas, and he pointed out the facilities on the drawing to Night Light.

"The black steel furnace is the heart, the black steel is the blood, and the black iron that is gradually eroded and transformed into transcendental black steel is the flesh and blood."

"The extraordinary black steel facilities on it are internal organs made of flesh and blood. Each organ has a different role, maintaining the operation and survival of this large-scale life, and making it more powerful and equipped with various functions. Ability; and the black iron dragon is the external limbs, just like fingers and limbs."

Finally, Helfas's finger fell on the Central Records Library.

"Then among these 'steel organs', the meaning and position represented by the central recording library is naturally the brain."

"I have designed the life template of this city. I will keep the template in my 'brain' and set the rules at the same time; the rest is to let this city of life run on its own and continuously accumulate divine blood. The black iron dragon's limbs will be used to advance, and eventually it will be transformed and evolved step by step until it completely reaches the state of this template."

"No one can stop this process except me, but there will inevitably be some problems or errors in this process, which require external coordination and control."

"And in addition to some 'steel organs', this life template also includes external connections such as the Evil Eye Fire Tree and Lava Worms, the High Heaven Courtyard facility, the Sealed Courtyard facility, and the Dragon Courtyard facility. For facilities such as the Court of Order, I also need someone to supervise the handover and inheritance of these facilities, as well as issues such as whether they are operating normally." "Once errors occur, warnings and corrections will be made."

Helfas looked at the night light, hesitated for a moment and then said.

"You are the most suitable candidate."

"After you step down as chief priest, I hope you will not leave and come to help me with this matter."

Night Light suddenly understood that Helfas meant to let him integrate his body, brain and wisdom into a sealed object through the advanced process of the demon hunter before death, so as to become the maintenance, guarantee and coordination of this object. This life template evolution process of people.

Night Light guessed that it was probably a sealed object, the Black Steel Furnace, or a black fountain pen, or some other sealed object that belonged to the Black Iron Dragon and Black Steel rules.

Of course, Night Light is not afraid of this kind of thing, and he is willing to do so, but Night Light does not understand why he would do this: "Great King of Black, if you are here, there will be no problems, why do you do this?" What’s the arrangement?”

Helfas said: "The future is uncertain, everything is changing, and I may leave for a period of time to do other things. I always need to leave some backup and guarantees."

Night Light: "I understand, everything will be done according to your will."

Helfas looked at himself with some worry, and he seemed to have a premonition of something.

He smiled and said: "Don't worry, even if one day I will leave briefly, I will come back again."

"Even if there are any problems with our original vision over the years, I will turn everything back to the direction it should go."

He said.

"I just hope that no matter what happens, we are still moving forward with hope."
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night.

Helfas had a rare dream.

A being like him would not dream for no reason. Generally, dreams are either a sign of some kind of problem with the soul, or they are interfered by some external force.

Helfas opened his eyes, and there was darkness in front of him, but there was a huge light and shadow standing behind him.

He immediately turned around and saw a familiar sight.

The mythical pillar that spans eternity stands in the darkness, exuding the ancient aura that transcends eras. He supports the world and suppresses all weirdness.

"Zhizhu!"

After many years, he dreamed of Zhu again.

Somehow, he seemed to be inextricably linked to Zhizhu.

"Why did I come here?"

Although he didn't understand why his consciousness was pulled here, he still walked towards the pillar. Perhaps only in his dream could he really get close to the other party and walk to the other party's feet.

He raised his head and looked into the distance, but as he got closer, he vaguely noticed something.

Below the pillar, there is a faint black shadow outline.

Helfas was startled, but the other party also spoke.

"Are you about to run out of spiritual energy?"

He couldn't see the other person's face, only saw the black shadow standing under the pillar, and something terrifying twisting behind the other person.

He didn't panic, but stopped and asked the other person.

"who are you?"

The other party spoke again, and it was clearly a woman's voice.

"You should know my name."

Helfas thought for a while and then understood what he was talking about. He raised his head and asked seriously and tentatively.

"Anisa?"

The only one who can appear here and talk to him seems to be the intelligent being who was once sealed here, the master of the Anissa Sect.

His expression became serious: "Did you bring me here?"

The shadow under the pillar said: "No, you came here on your own."

Helfas: "I came here on my own, so why didn't I know?"

The other person: "You know, you had a premonition that you were going to die, so you came to this place where you were destined to return."

Helfas's face remained unchanged: "My body will die, but my soul will not."

But the other party told Helfas: "Your spirituality is about to run out, just like your life is about to come to an end."

Helfas frowned.

He couldn't understand what the other party meant, and what was spirituality?
Anissa spoke again: "During the time you sealed me in the pillar, I have been thinking of ways to extend my perspective to the human world. I created some dependents and finally found you through them."

Helfas thought of the shadows and eyes looking at him from a distance in the mountains. They should be Anisa's dependents, or could it be said that the person in front of him was actually looking at him at that time?
Helfas guessed: "You want to break free of the seal?"

Anisa denied it: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. I found you because I have more important things."

Helfas: "I'm very surprised why you were sealed in the pillar. The ritual is obviously aimed at weirdness. You have gained wisdom through this ritual. Logically speaking, the ritual should not succeed."

Anissa: "Because my name was not on the pillar before, nor was it the wisdom and power I possessed through this ritual; this method only allows mortals to jump over the insurmountable threshold and become a species of life, but it does not mean that this is the only way. path of."

On the pillar, Anissa's name loomed.

But it was never completely engraved on it, as if she was resisting having her name written on it.

Helfas wanted to say something, but Anissa had already confirmed his idea.

"Yes."

"As long as I carve my name on it, the ceremony will be successful, and I can break free."

Helfas asked: "Then why..."

The other party said disdainfully: "But I don't want to have my name engraved on the pillar."

Then she paused and added.

"Even though this pillar comes from the Kingdom of Creation God."

"I don't need this pillar to anchor me. Even if I did, I'd rather choose something else."

Herfas's expression finally changed: "Who are you?"

Anissa smiled, finally revealing part of her identity.

"Aren't you waiting for the meeting on the Tower of Babel to start? I used to sit there."

Herfas' pupils suddenly trembled, and his expression was extremely surprised: "Are you a god?"

Anissa: "God?"

Her voice was calm, almost arrogant, but also lonely.

"Maybe it can be regarded as such, but in the eyes of those ancient and great beings, what is the difference between so-called myths and mortals."

Helfas couldn't understand: "Isn't God the most powerful?"

There was a hint of ridicule in Anissa's words. She didn't know if she was mocking Helfas for sitting in a well and looking at the sky, or mocking the so-called combination of myth and power.

"That's just the power you see now."

In the darkness, the shadow standing under the pillar told the world in her eyes.

"The ones who sit in the Tower of Babel and control the evolution and changes of life for tens of millions of years, and determine the seeds of civilization and wisdom, are just the eyes of those giant gods; and the giant gods who evolve the world are just slaves of the almighty master. "

"The boundless world in your eyes is just the other person's back garden."

"The sea of ​​stars you look up at is just the courtyard in the palm of the other person's hand."

The more Anisa spoke, the more dull and confused her voice became, as if she was reading an article she had read thousands of times in a book.

But Helfas didn't know why, but he felt that there seemed to be a hint of despair and panic in that dull voice.

She seems.

It is also difficult to understand the existence in her mouth.

"They can start or end eras with a single thought. They can reach out their hands to grab the stars and destroy the sun. They can move time forward or turn it back. Their thoughts are their destiny."

"All things move forward according to their will, and the long river of destiny is destined to go where they expect."

"They traveled through the reincarnation of time, crossing the distance measured in billions of years and rushing to the other side of time, walking on time like a garden, just to have a look at the scene at the end of time."

"No matter how powerful the power is, it has lost its meaning under the light that transcends the universe, time and destiny."

Helfas stood under the pillar with the same blank look on his face.

He listened to the "enemy" who was once so terrifying describing his own weakness, and the existence that he felt was incomprehensible. What on earth was that?
It sounded like the ravings of a madman.

After a long silence, the shadow under the pillar finally raised his head and looked at Helfas.

"I know you will come back here one day, and I have been waiting for you."

"I also know the path you should take next."

Helfas: "I know how to walk my own path."

Anissa: “No, you don’t know anything.”

She stared at Helfas' soul and black hair, and added: "You don't know anything."

The other party didn't say anything more, just the figure quietly disappeared into the darkness.

And Helfas also woke up from his dream.

He sat up in a daze, as if he still hadn't come to his senses.

Outside the window, the bright moon and stars fill the sky, and the shadows of the mountains are stacked into the distance.

He looked at the scene.

I don’t know whether what I just saw or heard is true or false, reality or an illusion.

It was like listening to a phantom in a dream, telling a story that could not possibly exist.

(End of this chapter)