When Jianxiu came to the Western Fantasy Continent

"On the Oren Continent, we have believed in the gods since ancient times. According to legend, all races are created by the gods. Some are born powerful and beautiful, almost perfect, such as dragons and elves. Some are ugly, evil and weak, such as Orcs, valley dwarves. The gods created all the creatures on the land and gave us life, so we give our all to the gods and ask them for mercy." Leopold's voice was like some old Antiquities, passing through the slit of time, slowly and clearly narrated, "The gods control all the laws of the world, life, old age, sickness and death, the sun rises and the moon sets, without their permission, priests cannot use divine power, priests cannot heal the wounded, knights cannot Unable to release grudges, mages cannot cast magic, and even the souls of the dead cannot enter eternal sleep. Dwarves cannot play real magical weapons without the blessing of Rosen-Carlson, and dragons cannot give birth to babies without the protection of Sinastarui. Cub...everything in this world is under the control of the gods, there has never been a mistake, there has never been chaos, until that day comes..."

The hands of the gray-robed mage trembled, and his beard twitched slightly under the pull of the corner of his mouth. He grabbed the corner of his robe tightly, "2500 years ago, a catastrophe happened. The cause is unknown, but every book It is written in this way: a huge fireball fell from the sky and landed on Santany, the capital of the sun, the whole city was turned into a sea of ​​flames, millions of people howled and cried, and the gods punished the evil people with their anger. The Red Sea was pierced by boulders, and the spiral of death flooded thousands of islands. Stars fell on the Anserazia Mountains, and the solid fortress of the dwarves was submerged by the erupting lava. The dragons fell into a deep sleep, the elves blocked their homes, and countless legendary species in They died in the catastrophe and ceased to exist. All the ancient gods have since then disappeared, and they no longer responded to their humble people, but chose to leave." There was a trace of trance in the mage's voice, "But, the sun god Asi Naan disappeared, but the sun rose as usual, the moon god Tanaan was silent, and the moon was still hanging high in the sky. The magic that was once ruled did not disappear with the moon god, but became more abundant and available at your fingertips. In order to curb Troubled by the growth of magic, the Mage Guild was gradually established to maintain the order of the mainland. But irresistibly, every mage is guessing why the catastrophe brought such changes to magic. For thousands of years, countless mages have This problem has fallen into madness. They either went astray, or collapsed and lost their minds. I got the answer by accident before. The gods didn't leave, they fell. This answer has been calculated countless times by me, never wrong, never changed. It almost drove me crazy. If the gods have fallen, why is our world Why are the people created by these gods still alive? If the gods have never fallen, then what makes the goddess of destiny point the wrong finger? I am crazy to find out the mistakes and omissions of my spells , I wondered if it was my spell that was wrong, not the gods. Until your appearance."

The gray-robed mage looked deeply at Hong Ming, with an indescribable tiredness in his eyes, "Tell me, elements and grudges are just like the sun, the moon, and the mountains and rivers, they are born to exist in this world. The so-called practitioners just break through certain laws and then control them. Then are the gods on the Oren continent just people who have mastered the rules? They understand the power of the four elements, and they know The rules of vindictiveness, they are like the cruelest slave masters, they hold these firmly in their arms, and give them to their slaves according to their own preferences. Therefore, when the moon god falls, the power of the elements does not die but dissipates. So when the sun god fell, the sun was still hanging high in the sky and swaying the sun. They were never the creators of all things, they were never born and knew, immortal existences, they were just jailers..." Saying this, the mage turned his head and looked The dark elves, "Haha, here is not a ready-made example. The dark elves were not created by Rose, the spider queen, but Rose is their main god, cruel and willful, violent and crazy. We are just living in a cage Prisoners, their master is dead, but they are still habitually worshiping him, praying to him, and even electing a new overseer on their own to satisfy our desire to be enslaved and to be appeased..."

"It's ridiculous, isn't it?"

At this moment, Hong Ming didn't know how to answer.He pondered for a long time, and finally opened his mouth. "There is also a legend in Middle-earth and Kyushu: the vitality is Menghong, the germination begins, and then divides the heaven and the earth, establishes the universe, enlightens the yin and senses the yang, and distributes the vitality. Cheng Fengyun, the sound is thunder, the left eye is the sun, the right eye is the moon, the four limbs are the four poles and the five mountains, the blood is the rivers, the tendons are the ground, the muscles are the fields, the mustaches are the stars, the fur is the vegetation, and the teeth are the bones. Gold and stone, the essence is pearls and jade, sweat is rain, and the insects on the body are transformed into mobs by the wind. All creatures are transformed by Pangu, sharing the vitality of heaven and earth, except for ancient gods. As long as you master the rules of the road, everything can be done , can become a fairy."

"Can everyone become a new god and master the rules?"

"Of course. It's just that fate depends on chance. If you want to change your fate against the sky, you need great wisdom and courage, and you need perseverance."

"What if you become a so-called immortal? Can you enslave mortals and control the way the world works?"

"No. To become an immortal is to ascend, to escape from the mortal world, and to escape from fate. It is not to use one's own power to control the lives of all people."

"Okay...a magical place..." the gray-robed mage muttered to himself, "There will be a creator god who sacrifices himself for the sake of all things, and there will be a law-controller who will take the initiative to throw away mortals just for a freedom. Good...a strange place " He suddenly withdrew his gaze and stared straight into Hong Ming's eyes, "Then why did you leave your hometown, such a happy and wonderful place, and come to Oren? What is your intention?"

"I..." Chang Hongming was dumb this time, he paused for a moment, and finally replied, "I don't know either. I was brought here only because I touched an artifact, but I saw it in a dream The cataclysm you are talking about is a... battle of the immortal family. Maybe there is some fate waiting for me to find."

"Where are you going?"

"I also dream of the city destroyed by the fire."

"The former capital of the sun, now the desert of purgatory?"

"It should be there."

"Hahaha." Leopold laughed loudly, "Can you take me with you? Although I can't see anything related to you, I am really powerful. It is still very useful to predict Dafa."

Seeing the expectant looking eyes of the old man, Hong Ming smiled slightly, "Why not?"