[Comprehensive Fairy Tale] The Lord God ruined my childhood!

"Lord Uriah, are you going on a long journey?" The inscription master knocked on the open door respectfully, "That's just right, I have something to report to you."

Yulea respected the master craftsman very much, so he immediately stopped arranging the clothes and asked the master craftsman of the inscription to sit down.

"Please speak slowly, what you say must be of vital importance."

The master craftsman didn't move, his expression revealed a bit of trance, and his usually clear eyes were also stained with a chaotic look. He stood by the door, looking like he was trying his best.

"I'm running out of time." Master Craftsman said slowly, and then smiled wryly, "Yes, soon, I will come to an end, because I can't break through again."

Ulea was astonished beyond words. He had known the Master of Inscriptions for a long time, and even invited him to conduct in-depth research in his green pagoda, occupying the best and best resources, just to see the wonderful and wonderful realm above the Master of Inscriptions. .The craftsman himself is also determined, believing that he will make a breakthrough and continue to conduct research, but today he came to him in a dejected look.

"How is it possible? If even you can't break through, no one in this world can break through!" Ulea was a little excited, he stood up, his golden pupils were full of disbelief.

"If you can't break through...what happened..."

The inscription master has calmed down, he looks decades old.From a young age, he knew that he was amazingly talented, and he devoted himself to striving for the realm above the master craftsman, giving up all worldly pleasures, and even giving up his own name.But today, when he was observing a large inscription left by the generation of gods, his heart was suddenly touched, and he saw that supreme state.

Seeing the goal that he has been working hard for from afar is a wonderful thing, but after seeing it, the master craftsman burst into tears.

——Because it cannot be touched, he will not be able to touch it for eternity.

"I saw that realm, but all my hopes were shattered." The master craftsman lowered his head wearily, tears filled his dry eyes again, "I can't reach it, no one can reach it, because that heavy realm is called' Creation'."

"Those who have not experienced the [Generation of Gods], those who have not observed the scene created by the incomparably majestic world, will never be able to reach that state, this is... a curse..."

"That's the realm of gods, more noble than dragons..."

The inscription master left, Ulea almost forgot to go out, and sat on the chair without saying a word.The floor-to-ceiling windows let in light that is almost glazed. If Ulea is willing, he can also let go of the authority and listen to the voices of the energetic sub-professionals talking outside. Even though it is noisy, it makes him feel like he is still alive in the world. .

He felt a little cold in his heart. None of the owners of these energetic voices knew that their upward path had been brutally broken in the middle, leaving no chance of survival.

After the Age of Gods, there is no "creator" anymore!

Artisan was right, it was a downright curse.

"After knowing the truth, I feel even more ashamed." Arthur was expressionless, and quickly smashed the inscription. Because of some embarrassing emotions, he is now in a state of explosive growth, and his efficiency has skyrocketed.

"I can't control my creation... I can't control my creation..."

Moreover, he now has no time to create to compete with Melville again, and Melville will not allow it.Facing such an opponent who has no karma and the strength of a second-generation dragon, Arthur feels anxious for a while.

For a moment he wished Sally had flown more slowly.

Lan Guang looked at him worriedly, "Master, take a rest, you have been working for a long time."

Arthur sighed, and slowly put down the pen in his hand, "Now we can only escape and see, without the wheel of eternity, even if the main god is hatched, it will not have too much power in a short period of time, just take a step and see."

"Thank you for staying with me, Blu-ray." Arthur rubbed the little robot, "But as my creation, Melville is probably the most successful one, and he was able to create things by himself. This is..."

Arthur stopped talking suddenly, and he caught the flash of inspiration. Arthur found that the saying "creation of creation" could not be established from the very beginning!

"Except for those who have experienced the generation of gods, others are not qualified to be promoted to creators. It is impossible for Melville to be created by me in the era when the first generation of dragons was rampant..."

Yes, impossible.Arthur recalled the known memories in his mind. In those memories about the white dragon, there is no room for Melville, and after the white dragon...is...

"Master!" Blu-ray was terrified, "You, why are you... crying?"

Arthur reached out and touched it, and found that he was indeed in tears.

He vaguely remembered that the generation of gods was the era of the white dragon. After the white dragon, the first generation of dragons rose and the creation of the world ended.The end of an era is often accompanied by the fall of the leader. As the curtain of the generation of gods falls, the death knell of the ancestor of the dragon clan rings together.

he died.

Finally, there was no one around him.

Arthur quickly wiped away his tears as if nothing had happened.His natural ability to control emotions is better than others. Now is not the time to cry. Although he did not recall any good memories, it also made him think clearly about one thing.

"Blu-ray, Melville made you, didn't he?"

"Yes." Lan Guang held a small handkerchief and stared nervously at Arthur, for fear that he would cry again.

"Did you have a soul from birth? I mean... to love something, or to feel loved."

Lan Guang thought for a while, then shook his head honestly.

"No, I don't have that feeling, I just know more things." After talking, Blu-ray suddenly became happy, "But after meeting the master, Blu-ray felt loved. The master likes Blu-ray, and Blu-ray also likes the master!"

really……

It is impossible for Melville, who has not experienced the Age of Gods, to create creations, but Blu-ray now has a nearly complete soul, especially in terms of perception of "love", which is a necessary criterion for testing whether it is a creation.After all, sub-professionals at the craftsman level have many mysterious means, and it is not difficult to construct a virtual personality with a huge information base, so a rule is needed to distinguish "virtual personality" from "soul".

Blu-ray undoubtedly has a soul, because he feels "love".

Melville was dealing with Arlert.

As expected of being the son of the Dragon King, who has been brought up by his side all year round, coupled with the dedication and stubbornness inherited from his mother, the appearance of Arlert caused Melville a bit of a headache, and he once again tried to dissuade Arlert from holding a review meeting thought.

"His Royal Highness, I have reason to suspect that you are deliberately taking revenge. As far as I know, your relationship with this brother is not very good."

"Whatever you say, convening a review meeting is a necessary process. If you have any crimes, you can vote directly. This is the fairest way." Arlert smiled arrogantly, "I don't care about reputation. In front of absolute power, Nothing else matters."

Melville's eyes hidden under the hood are very gloomy. He knows the last reincarnation, and being judged by the council is definitely a thorn in Arthur's heart. There is no intention of harming his creator, and Arlert's proposal is simply heart-wrenching!

Allert seemed tired of this kind of negotiation, and directly threw out the Dragon Emperor's golden seal.

"I remember that if there are three or more pure bloods of the second generation who are interested, they can forcibly hold a review meeting? Besides me, there are also my mother, and His Majesty the Silver Dragon Catherine. The number is enough."

"My lord, the review meeting must be held!"

Melville fell into a long silence, and finally gritted his teeth: "As you wish."

After the game was over, Arlert walked out of the chairman's reception room, breathed a sigh of relief, and sent a message to Modenay instead.

"I have already dealt with it here, and you need to worry about my mother."

"It's a matter of duty." Modenay responded, and then said worriedly, "Is this really okay? We are strictly following Elizabeth's plan. I don't know if Arthur will panic..."

"...No, you can guess it in a moment." The girl's cold voice came out, and Elizabeth intervened in their communication, "A judging meeting must be held, otherwise the fate of the ahwu will be decided by the council. Yes. The intervention of the second-generation pure blood can at least guarantee that my mother, Mr. Elroy, Mr. Uriah and Mr. Gregory will jointly protect it, and even if there are negative votes, it will not have too much influence."

"This is what Ah Wu taught me, put it to death and come back to life."

Arlert was convinced again, he sighed, "It's really hard..."

Modenay smiled, this is the first union of three generations of pure blood, which is quite memorable.

"The council will be held in one month. Modenay, try to stop your mother from coming over." Arlert asked worriedly, he was really worried that his paranoid mother would say something nasty.

"I'll try my best." Modenay replied, then hung up the communication.

The news of the judging meeting was quickly spread in all directions, and the main city under the rule of the Dragon Clan received the news. Although the specific content was unknown, it did not prevent them from enthusiastically speculating.

Gregory's heart ached when he got the news. It seemed that the nightmare of the past was about to be staged in front of him again. The half-blood who was tried and executed was the nightmare of his life.

Regardless of what Isaac thought, Gregory set off directly, he was going to save Arthur!

Sarks, who got the news from the Red Dragon's communicator, was heartbroken. He didn't understand, didn't he just fly a little slower, why was Arthur brought to the Council for trial again? !

The red dragon was more straightforward than him. He had resigned himself to staying under his claws, but now he began to struggle uncharacteristically.

"We'll fight after I save that troublemaker! What you say is what you say! Let me go to the Council now!"

Sally, whose heart had completely collapsed, picked up the red dragon and smiled brightly.

"Who do you call a kid? That's my brother!"