Capture Creator X1

Cheng Jieyi visited the palace on the cloud again in his dream.

This time there was no mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, and it was still as calm as usual.

The planets in the sky and the planets under the sea of ​​clouds rotated as usual, but Cheng Jieyi stood above the sea of ​​clouds and raised his fingers to the nebula at the upper left and lower right.

"The stars there seem to be going off the rails."

After Cheng Jieyi finished speaking, he looked at the blond young man sitting on the cloud, holding a fishing rod, as if he was fishing in the sea of ​​clouds.

The blond young man looked sideways at Cheng Jieyi, with a faint smile on his lips.

"Ashamed, even if I try my best, I can't do as well as you."

Cheng Jieyi walked towards the blond young man, and then sat cross-legged next to the blond young man as if he knew him very well, and then saw where the fishing rod in the blond young man's hand was stretching.

The fishing rod fell into the lower sea of ​​stars, and the thin white fishing line passed through each star, and those derailed stars lined up one by one and returned to their original orbits.

"But this is only temporary."

The blond youth pointed his fishing rod at the orbits. The orbits of these stars were more or less cracked, and there were even many large or small gaps.

If it is not filled in time, some small stars will fall from the gap and disappear into the darkness.

"How do I fill it up? Where will the fallen stars go?" Cheng Jieyi subconsciously reached out to fish, but the starlight disappeared at his fingertips.

"It can only be filled with divine power. Divine power is like the bones of the track. If the bones are not strong enough, the body cannot grow."

"As for the fallen stars, they didn't go anywhere, they just...disappeared."

The blond young man stretched out his fingers towards those gaps, and a little golden light fell on them, filling up those gaps bit by bit.

"I did these things before?" Cheng Jieyi looked at the profile of the blond young man, his profile was flawless and his bones were perfect.

"Yes, but it's me now." The blond young man smiled.

"I am the Creator?" Cheng Jieyi looked at the sky full of stars in front of him.

"Yes."

"I cut your neck off?"

"Yes."

"Dreammaker system was created by you?"

"Yes."

"Why would I leave here?"

"Because you need to recover."

"Restore what?"

"emotion."

"It makes me feel like I have no blood or tears."

"No, it is because you are too gentle that you are tired and sick, and you need to leave here to recover."

The blond young man slowly pulled up the fishing rod, and today's repair project has come to an end.

Cheng Jieyi hugged his knees and looked at the blond young man in a daze.

"Is tenderness wrong?"

"No, it's just that you're going to burn yourself out with too many responsibilities."

"Ah... sounds like I used to be an idiot."

"You are perfect," the blond young man laughed, "you just forgot to rest."

Cheng Jieyi was silent for a while, and said "Oh".

"You are so strange, you didn't look at me directly today, and you didn't hug me immediately. Don't you like me?"

The blond young man's fingers trembled, and he immediately turned his head with a flustered expression.

"No! I'm just, I'm just too ugly now..."

Cheng Jieyi carefully looked at the blond young man, except that he wore a black blindfold on his left eye for no reason, which was exactly the same as before, and even more mysterious because of wearing this blindfold.

"What happened to your left eye?"

"It's wandering and wants to see you." The blond young man pointed at the blindfold uncomfortably, he didn't want to show any badness in front of Cheng Jieyi.

"Then the last question."

Cheng Jieyi put his hand on the blond young man's chest, under his hand was the beating heart of the blond young man.

"Are you A Yan? Those people I saw with scars on the back of their necks, those people I didn't find the scars in time, are you all?"

The blond-haired young man looked at Cheng Jieyi, his azure blue eyes were so gentle that water would flow out.

But Cheng Jieyi wouldn't mistake it, the more emotion revealed in that eye was the joy of finally discovering the secret.

"When you come here, I'll tell you everything, okay? As long as you pass the battle of the gods, you will get the key to return to the throne of God." The blond young man put his hand on the back of Cheng Jieyi's and said softly.

"Oh, I passed the battle of the gods, maybe I will stay in a plane I like to be the king, or be a teacher honestly, what should you do?" Cheng Jieyi raised his eyebrows.

"That's fine too," the blond young man lowered his head and lightly pecked Cheng Jieyi's forehead, he was careful not to let his blindfolded left cheek touch Cheng Jieyi, "as long as it's what you want to do, anything is fine, anything is fine." Can."

"...You are my Santa Claus?" Cheng Jieyi looked at the blond young man in front of him, and for some reason, the corners of his eyes were a little bit astringent, "Just to fulfill all my wishes alone? Is it okay to stay here alone and make up for the stars every day?"

The blond young man smiled and raised his eyebrows. Behind him, countless stars were flickering, the sky was stained with twilight, and the sound of the wind swept through the distant future.

"This is also the task you entrusted to me. Since that day, I have been immersed in happiness every day. I am so happy that I am afraid that when I open my eyes, I will find that all this is just my fantasy. And I can see you, I can see you Seeing you smiling, seeing you angry, seeing your tears, even after billions of years, I have never felt lonely because of missing you.”

"Because I can live on your love, even if it's just a little bit."

……

Cheng Jieyi slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were hot at first, and then some liquid flowed out of his eye sockets, and his vision became clear.

He was embraced by Manzhu, the silver-haired boy who always had a smile on his face looked at Cheng Jieyi nervously, frowning extremely tightly, as if he wanted to find something in this world that made Cheng Jieyi cry.

If it was a monster or wild god, he would kill it without blinking an eye. If it was a nightmare, he would enter the dream and cut it up. If it was himself, he would also end his own life.

Cheng Jieyi looked at the high ceiling, then raised his hand to wipe the corner of his eyes, he sat up and turned to look at Manzhu.

"Didn't you say you won't come in?"

"...I'm sorry," Manzhu said heartbroken, "Are you crying because of this? Please punish me."

"No, I'm just, my eyes are a little dry."

Cheng Jieyi looked at Manzhu, then he slowly stretched out his hand, along Manzhu's collarbone, then to his neck, and then touched the back of his neck with his fingertips.

After confirming that there was the same scar on it, Cheng Jieyi looked at Manzhu leisurely.

"You said that I am the strongest god, then, can you teach me how to use my ability?"

This is what Cheng Jie realized yesterday. Since the system does not allow it to be used, what about his own?If he really was once the strongest god, then tell him how to get his power back.

In the depths of the ground, the dark blue eyeball had long since disappeared, and the filth in the ground had faded to a shallow layer that barely covered a knuckle.

In the center of the filth, stood a figure Cheng Jieyi was very familiar with.

The man raised his hand and brushed back his short silver hair, with the corners of his mouth raised high, showing a defiant smile. He looked up at the thick layer of soil above, as if he was listening to the sound.

【Okay, the rebellious part of me, you should come back too. 】

[Don't obstruct the gods. 】

Manzhu and Cheng Jieyi stood in the hall, but Manzhu did not perform any magic or give him books to read as Cheng Jieyi imagined.

He just opened the boundary wall of this plane, took a little cosmic dust from the outer universe and sent it to Cheng Jieyi.

"Your strength and mine are different."

"Your power is born from the stars, born from your own thoughts, and grows as the world expands..."

"You just have to try again to create a new world."

……

Cheng Jieyi looked at the cosmic dust floating in his palm, and felt that Manzhu was like a magic stick.

What is this person talking about, he has never even raised a small fish, but now he wants to create a world?

Do all their gods like to play like this?

Cheng Jieyi looked up at Manzhu, Manzhu squatted in front of Cheng Jieyi with a smile, like a child looking forward to a beautiful fireworks, with reverence and dazzling light in his eyes.

It's just that Cheng Jieyi couldn't conjure up a world all at once, but Manzhu stood up suddenly.

With a dignified expression, he raised his hand and surrounded the palace with black barriers, and the palace was instantly darkened.

"You are busy first, I will go out for a while."

Manzhu took Cheng Jieyi's hand, kissed the pink and round fingertips, then got up and left.

"I will bring you victory."

Manzhu passed through the black barrier and disappeared immediately.

Cheng Jieyi curiously raised his hand to touch the black barrier around him, which was as hard as a wall.

Who is coming outside?

Cheng Jieyi's sight couldn't penetrate the black barrier, but as soon as Manzhu left the palace, he saw Ah Yan standing in front of him.

It's just that whatever his name is now, Manzhu doesn't welcome it.

Manzhu tapped her toes lightly, and she appeared in front of Ah Yan in the blink of an eye. He raised his hand and pulled towards his neck. Manzhu's grip was strong enough to tear off the head of an ancient god in one blow.

Man Zhu's fingertips touched Ah Yan's warm skin, and he thought that the sight of the bloody spine pulling out from his back must be beautiful, and he would wash it clean and insert it in the corner as a mailbox.

Ah Yan immediately raised his hand, blocked Manzhu's wrist with the back of his hand, and deflected his direction.

This is a way of blocking that belongs to humans, but once you use your strength, you can hear the crisp sound of bone cracking just by colliding.

"I ate all the [-] alien gods underground, and thought I could break your wrist."

Ah Yan laughed, watching Manzhu shake his hand nonchalantly, the fracture healed in no time.

"I'm busy, my favorite creator is waiting for me."

Manzhu smiled sweetly, then tilted her head to look at A Yan, and the next moment she punched A Yan heavily to the ground!

With a bang, Ah Yan's back fell heavily on the ground, and the ground suddenly collapsed with a radius of about a kilometer, but Man Zhu's offensive did not stop. He looked into Ah Yan's eyes and hit his left eye!

As long as the object of possession is smashed, that guy can only leave the throne and come in person!

It's a pity that Ah Yan covered his face with his hands and directly caught Man Zhu's head-on blow!

"You sure are the most rude and crude part of me."

"Hush, be quiet," Ah Yan smiled freely, "don't let the gods hear you."

As soon as Ah Yan finished speaking, Manzhu's gaze was instantly reversed, and with a roar, his body fell heavily to the ground.

Ah Yan raised her head, holding Man Zhu's head that had just been torn off, together with the bloody spine.

The bright red blood dripped down the bones like a rain of blood in the sky.

"I really miss it. It's like going back to the past. In the beginning, I was born on a plane built by mountains of corpses and seas of blood. After so long, I managed to become the decent person I am today."

The corners of Ah Yan's mouth curved slightly, and then he looked down at the half body lying on the ground.

"Get up, I know it's not over yet."

"I can smell your deceitful corpse."