As the plague father, how can I save the world?

52

While the creations were indulging in secondary decoration, Su Yun took the lead to return to the big ship floating in the shallow sea of ​​Creon Island.

The boat is still a brightly lit, fairyland on earth.

The servants of the gods came and went in an orderly manner, and the earthly people who came to visit had long since left, and there was nothing left.

Su Yun restored the big boat to its original appearance.

It seems that the maze on Creon Island will be opened in the next few days. Although Su Yun already knew what is in the maze, Su Yun is still looking forward to this grand event.

I heard that there are heroes from countries around this sea area. They have completely different races, languages, and customs. The collision of different civilizations will promote the progress of all civilizations. This is Su Yun's favorite.

Human beings cannot live forever, so they choose to reproduce and pass it on from generation to generation, and this inheritance becomes civilization.

Who can say that civilization is not another kind of life?They are maintained by countless people gathered together, creating brilliant miracles, or long-standing epics; and then passing away either tragically or quietly;

Civilization is a magnificent life, and they are so beautiful that people lose their souls.

Su Yun was looking forward to this grand event, so it became the most important thing for Jasmine. I don't know how he managed it. When the grand event started, the most important position was reserved.

When Su Yun thought he arrived at his destination in a low-key manner, he was quite helpless to find that his place was in the highest and most luxurious place, and the decoration style was very Jasmine.

And as for the real owner of Creon Island—its new king is shivering aside.

Su Yunduo glanced at the king: "Has the king... changed?"

Jasmin replied thoughtfully: "The old king is old and has given way to the heir."

After getting the answer, Su Yun nodded and didn't care anymore.

He came here incognito, but Jasmine still set up a set of rules to play, play and sing. When everyone's attention was on Jasmine, Su Yun sat in the seat given to him.

Su Yun didn't like to attract attention, but he didn't think it was necessary for him to hide himself in order to avoid human eyesight.He likes this grand event, and Jasmine is running around for him, so he will sit here.

Heroes from all over the world have gathered in the square in front of the labyrinth. Thousands of barrels of wine have been opened and placed in the open air. Hundreds of wild game are roasted on bonfires. Warriors of different skin colors stand

Behind their respective seats, they wore those rough armors and brandished primitive sharp weapons.

Su Yun'an appeared quietly. He learned the lesson from last time, and this time, his appearance was mixed with a little more humanity. In this world, his aesthetics has been hindered, so he can't always judge himself well. How much humanity is mixed with the appearance is also up to you.

Jasmin had already stepped out of his super guard of honor, and silently walked to Su Yun's side to stand still.

"Aren't you going to sit down?" Su Yun asked with a smile, "Maybe it will take a long time."

Jasmin was wearing a platinum robe today, his smoky eyes seemed to be filled with a smile, and he sat down on the low stool beside Su Yun kindly: "If this is your order."

This man is obviously majestic and brave, he is even taller than Su Yun, but when he sits beside Su Yun like this, he shows submission and docility—like a lion crouching beside him, only longing for The caress of the master.

After Jasmin sat down, Su Yun turned his attention to the square, only to realize that the place was eerily quiet.

This is a large open-air square. There are thousands or even tens of thousands of people here, but no one speaks at this time, only the gentle sea breeze blows.

Su Yun who heard the breathing and heartbeat of the masses: "..."

Well, the appearance is not well adjusted.

Su Yun didn't intend to wait any longer, he turned directly to the monarch of this island: "King Creon?"

"Yes!" The young king nearly jumped up, knocking over the stool, and repeated incoherently, "Yes! I am!"

Su Yun asked gently: "Why hasn't it started yet for such a grand event?"

He thought he was very accommodating when he asked, but King Creon was stunned, as if he was stupid.

Su Yun: "..."

Jasmin couldn't sit still anymore, he got up without haste, and directly took the right to host - even though this thing was always in his hands.

"My master, please wait a moment." He bowed slightly, then pushed aside the wooden new king of Creon, and directed the servants to open the gate of the maze.

When the gate of the labyrinth slowly opened, the soldiers who were reluctant to leave had to pick up their weapons. The purpose of their coming here was the treasure in the labyrinth, and it was not allowed to be stranded in the square.

The heroes have already entered the maze one after another, and the rest of the people in the square are waiting quietly. The waiting time is boring. Although Jasmine brought the servants singing and dancing, there is no collision of civilizations that Su Yun most wanted to see.

He simply asked Teresa to send

After reading the compiled chronicles, Teresa sat down beside him, and not long after, Alice came running over.

While Su Yun was reading the chronicle, some people came out of the maze, but it was obvious that they were all losers. Their broken bodies and terrified expressions were the best portrayal of them.

However, these people are lucky, because they did not get lost, let alone lost their lives.

53

As the sun sets, today's wait is over.

Su Yun took the children and left, and continued to wait the next day.

In this way, he stayed on this throne for seven full days. Every day, people came out of the maze with their lives, but fewer and fewer people managed to escape, and the bloody smell brought out by the sea breeze blowing through the maze became more and more intense.

People don't know what will happen to those who can't get out, but Su Yun is very clear. He can understand the situation in the maze at any time, but he would rather concentrate on reading the chronicle on his lap.

The eighth day arrived.

When the sun was rising high, another shambling figure appeared at the door of the maze. This was a rare thing, after all, only one person escaped on the seventh day, and he crawled out.

Su Yun looked curiously and found that it turned out to be someone he knew.

The monarch of Anato put himself in danger and entered the labyrinth himself. All his guards died, and he lost a hand. He was covered in blood, and there were even pieces of flesh on his ancient armor.

But in Thutmose's only remaining right hand, he holds a bright rose.

It was the rose that was irrigated with Jasmin's blood and kissed and blessed by Anita - Thutmose didn't die, so he got eternal life.

The priest was not with him, perhaps dead?

Su Yun flicked the book for a moment... The power he bestowed should be able to resist that Qiangwei's malice. How could that priest die?

The victorious warrior appeared, and the crowd set off a torrent of uproar. Even Jasmine on the high platform praised: "This human... is really extraordinary."

Jasmine was actually able to make such an evaluation of a human being.

The king of Anato passed by amidst the rain of flowers and cheers. He held the rose and walked slowly to the high platform. He looked up at the man in the black robe and slowly knelt down.

He raised the rose: "Please allow me to dedicate it to you."

This is a scene that can be painted, and it must be the rich color of the oil painting - the uncrowned king in black sits on the towering red gold platform, and the golden crown with a broken arm sits on the white stone paved ground

Warrior, bright red roses bloomed in his hands, and crimson flowers rained down chaotically.

The crowd was in an uproar again, Jasmin's lazy smile froze on her face, Teresa, who was flipping through the holy book, raised her head, while Alice looked down at this human being with a brutal calmness on her face.

Su Yun looked at him quietly, closed the chronicle on his knee, and asked, "Where is that priest?"

"He died," said Thutmose dryly. "After leaving your ship, he committed suicide."

"I used to not understand his stubbornness, but now I am the same as him." He continued, "I beg to follow you."

Su Yun was silent for a moment, and finally he stood up and made a promise: "I will accept your rose, and I will fulfill your request. As for the priest—he will not die here either."

54

God the Father grants the prayer of a human being as never before.

Jasmin looked down at the rose that he watered with blood, the smile on his face had completely disappeared.

This human being is too special.

Since they all got the rose of eternal life, wouldn't it be good to live obediently?Why is it still showing up?Why do you have to be smart enough to present flowers?

And look at his appearance... Could it be that the master has seen him before?

Jasmine gave his brothers a little attention: Teresa was as quiet as ever, but this time not even Alice spoke.

Jasmin was a little surprised by his silence, but of course he knew it wasn't because Alice wasn't jealous.

After all, since the appearance of the second creation in this world, his good brother will always fall into the hell of jealousy.

For their creations, human beings are just numbers. Normally, Alice would not take human beings seriously, but this time his silence showed that he cared.

This human being is different, he already has the value of being erased in Alice's heart.

And what was even more strange was that Teresa cared about him too.

The quiet priest lowered his eyes, looking so gentle and kind, if he didn't hide the scales on his palms.

The smile came back to Jasmin's face, and he smiled slightly, looking down at the monarch with the broken arm.

What happened before he woke up?Who is this king of Anatolia?Who is the priest whom the Father God promised, and who is he talking about?

Don't worry, he will figure it out slowly.

Jasmine thought of her own boat—the time when he was not on the boat was only the day and night a few days ago.

again

After all, they are all just human beings, and the destination of human beings is nothing more than a servant of gods.

55

Su Yun accepted the rose plant.

This is something that shouldn't appear in the human world. Although he has no responsibility to take it back, if a human sends the flower back to him, why doesn't he take it?

The rose is scarlet, and there are no thorns on the slender stems. The soft green leaves are fresh and lovely, as if they can drip water. When Su Yun held the rose branch, the leaves naturally entangled with his fingers, full of love, Meek and pitiful.

Okay, it's very Anita.

In this way, Su Yun took Rose and left the square in front of the maze. Rose had already been taken away, and those pathetic creatures in the maze would turn into dust and dirt, and there was no need to stand in the maze here.

The scorching sun had already set on the horizon, and there was no moon in the sky this night.

The king of Anatoly followed Su Yun silently, and they finally stopped at the seaside port of Creon Island.Here, they could directly see the huge black ship in the distance.

Su Yun turned around and asked, "That priest, died here?"

The emperor of the world knelt at his feet and gave him an affirmative answer.

"Is that so..." Su Yun turned around and looked at the sea, he picked off a petal casually, and the scarlet petal turned into a red mist in his hands, instantly filling the entire sea.

This is the first time that Su Yun traced back the soul in this world, and screened out the blessed dead soul.

Countless bright little spots of light float from the sea water, they are all the souls who died here, in this vast land, there are too many such souls, like the precipitated galaxy, the tranquil ocean reflects the stars in the world , blurring the boundary between sea and sky.

These light spots will rise silently, and finally float to the sky, and the destination of all souls is the divine court.

Thutmose looked at the scene in front of him in shock. He could vaguely feel the power of these light spots, which once intertwined everything on this land.

And that person is standing at the end of this galaxy, with silver eyes hanging down, he reaches out to fiddle with the souls of all things.

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