At the same time, you need to travel through all realms and add some deep blue

"...I want to be the sun, the sun...When the sun still shines on the earth, we have not encountered any curse."

Derrick woke up from the nightmare and returned to the painful reality.

...

A hall in the Silver City.

Derrick stood in front of the steps, looking forward with red eyes. There were two coffins, and his parents were lying in the coffins.

They were not really dead yet, looking at their son with open eyes, gasping for breath.

But in the spiritual vision of the extraordinary, their end was inevitable.

"Derrick, do it!" An old man in a black robe beside him looked at the boy and said in a deep voice.

"No, no, no!"

Derrick took a step back with every word he said. He was unwilling to accept this reality.

He had obviously contacted Mr. Fool who was close to God, and had obviously obtained the potion given by Him to relieve his parents' pain... He also obtained the initial formula of the Sun Path.

Why, now - his parents' injuries suddenly worsened this morning, and nothing has changed.

Well, that's because although the medicine Xiao Ke gave him was also a high-level potion that Hagrid passed on, it was actually more specifically used for iron shirt practitioners and had no strong effect on fatal injuries. It was already amazing that it could delay for a while.

In addition, with the urging and support of Gu Meng, and the prompts of some diaries, Mr. Fool, who continued to learn more about mysticism, had mastered the ritual magic of sacrifice and bestowal.

Xiao Ke, who was about to be upgraded to a sequence eight clown and had a weak martial arts spiritual perception, could do a little more than the original world line at the same time, and could bestow some small objects.

Of course, other people's sacrifices and bestowals were goddesses bestowing holy objects, evil disciples contributing flesh and blood to demons and evil gods, and Ke Miao's similar rituals were actually express delivery.

Boom!

The old man didn't know the ups and downs Derrick had experienced recently. To gain hope first and then despair was a deeper loss. He tapped his cane, but he could understand the boy's mood. This was the fate of the residents of Silver City:

"Don't hesitate. Their injuries can no longer be cured. Go ahead. Do you want others to be buried with your parents?"

"We are the dark people abandoned by God. We can only live in this cursed place... The dead will become horrible evil spirits. No matter what method is used, it is difficult to reverse it. Only, only let people of the same blood end their lives with their own hands!"

"Why? Why?"

Derrick was at a loss and desperate. He couldn't accept this reality.

The old man also had this painful memory. He closed his eyes:

"... This is our fate, this is the curse we bear, this is the will of God..."

"Pull out your sword, Derrick..."

The parents in the coffin wanted to speak again to comfort their children, but they could no longer speak.

Derrick took a difficult step and stretched out his right hand tremblingly.

His mind flashed through scenes of the past—

The strict father during training, the kind father who pulled him up when he fell.

The gentle mother when mending clothes, and the brave mother who stood in front of him when facing the mutant monster.

And, there was also the scene of the family gathered together, sharing dinner under the lights...

Ah, ah ah ah——

Tears blurred his vision.

No!

Derrick rushed out of the hall: "Wait for me a little longer, I still have a lot of things at home, I will find other medicines..."

"Ah..." The old man who was watching sighed and did not stop Derrick, but he still believed that the Berg couple was beyond saving. If he did not act decisively now, he would only suffer more if he hesitated.

The previous potion was precious to delay for a while. For a family like theirs, where could there be better medicines?

Derrick still held on to his last hope. He returned home, locked himself in the bathroom, and knelt on the ground to pray:

"Fool who does not belong to this era, you are the mysterious master above the gray fog, you are the yellow and black king who controls good luck, I pray for your help, I pray for your favor..."

"Please cast your eyes on this abandoned place... Great Mr. Fool, please let us, the people of darkness, get rid of the curse of fate, please heal my parents, I am willing to dedicate my life to you... Please..."

...

Above the gray fog, Xiao Ke has seen the current state of the sun and sighed.

He is just a fortune teller and a martial arts apprentice, so he had to ask Teacher Tom for two more leg-stretching and eye-staring pills, hoping that the teacher still has them in stock--

"I know... prepare for the ceremony..."

...

Lighting a match, using the light of the fire to perform a mind-enchanting illusion, Gu Meng tried his best to avoid the abilities of the two-sex master, copying the pure spell and showing it to Angel, the "mage apprentice" beside him.

In the past, this was impossible. The spread of martial arts relied on the ability of martial artists, but there was no way to spread magic. Now it is different after Sequence 5.

"Did you see it clearly?"

"I saw it clearly... Dad, I seem to have learned it."

Gu Meng was stunned and looked at his daughter.

It would be fine if she saw the principle clearly, after all, he was using extraordinary abilities to teach now, but it would be too strange if she learned it directly.

Generally speaking, even if he taught in person and put Angel into the second-generation system that was very close to his own, it would take at least a week to learn it.

"Good children can't brag, don't lie to Dad."

Angel shook her head weakly: "Then I...seem like I haven't learned it again."

Gu Meng was speechless, but there was no need to be so.

His tone became more gentle, and he said: "Just tell the truth. No matter what, you are your father's good daughter. Come on, then try to do it again."

Angel nodded, took the match, and struck one.

In the firelight, her grandmother appeared, living well in heaven-it was not the little girl's fantasy, Gu Meng also saw her grandmother.

Gu Meng looked at Angel in shock, with a puzzled look on his face.

Why, I only heard of martial arts prodigies before, who could remember the moves after watching them once, but what is this now, a magic prodigy?

My daughter Angel, has the talent of a magic god?

Shaking his head, putting on the increasingly magical monocle that can already initially observe demigods, Gu Meng studied it carefully.

He found that his daughter's fate was also inconsistent...

It was not the inconsistency arranged by the audience like Xiao Ke, but she had a mystical connection with himself, and her fate was faintly connected, becoming his own sub-body.

Was it because he had been carrying her around for a long time and used his shielding ability to cover her, or was it because the two of them had confirmed their father-daughter relationship?

Gu Meng vaguely felt that it was both. If he ascended to the throne of God one day, his daughter might be able to directly upgrade to a Sequence 2 angel... a bit outrageous.

But think about it, even dreamers can dream up Sequence 1 characteristics, so it doesn't seem too much for him, who is even more supermodel, to have such characteristics...

After careful perception, the upper limit of these children is three. If there are more, the connection will be weaker. If he becomes a god, those extra children will be demigods, with an upper limit of about dozens to a hundred. If he becomes the Old One, there will be tens of thousands, or even...

Shaking his head, Gu Meng gave up the idea of ​​being a father everywhere. Angel had already accepted it, so it was better to use the extra power to enhance the clone.

At this moment, the deep red surged, and Gu Meng's mind moved, and a spiritual body was separated and went up into the gray fog.