Platinum Throne

Before that, Norma didn't notice what this legendary god's weapon, what this real god looked like.

The gods are high above the gods, and the gods live by the sea far away from mortals. Mortals should not look directly at the gods, otherwise their eyes will be burned by the power of the gods.

The Holy Empire has the most legends about gods.In this monotheistic country, which is rare in the main continent, everyone is devout and fearful of the goddess of light, and there are many corresponding legends, which push the goddess of light to a very high position.

But the god who really roams the main continent is the Goddess of Darkness.She stayed in her own country for a long time, and did not go to God's Linhai, and even had to be weakened a lot because of this.

The Platinum Tower is a tower of knowledge, and the knowledge reserves inside are vast.Norma has known for a long time that the gods will fall, and their power is unpredictable, but they will not collapse at a glance, unless it comes from the will of the gods themselves, or it is out of self-control.

Because of the knowledge, Norma's fear of the gods has been greatly reduced, just like at this moment.Norma bowed and saluted: "Dear God, thank you for your attention."

Her voice was calm, and the honorifics seemed to be a kind of expression in social situations.

Such disrespect was exchanged for the laughter of the gods.A young, handsome, and slender-looking elf wandered from the forest.The surrounding sunlight and forests have quieted down, seeming to be his foil.Holding a harp in his hand, the elf is like his portrait on the main continent, an image of an amiable bard.

"The guests have come to my forest. I should show you the beautiful scenery around you. Show you the scenery that is also admirable in the main continent." Moore replied with a smile.Following his words, the surrounding elves retreated silently, and the surroundings became quiet again.

Norma looked around and nodded: "It's a great honor."

The water of the Zen River is not rushing, and the slow and deep sound of the water is like a cello piece that has been deliberately elongated.Moore took Norma up the river bank.

"Go straight up along the river, and pass through the canyon to the Gaoyan area, where there are many elemental beings. The families of the four elemental monarchs are still there."

Moore pointed out the direction for Norma, and Norma followed Moore's hand to look forward, but the forest obstructed her sight, and she could only see the clear river and the simple and unsophisticated forests on both sides.Even through the powerful ear power brought by the blood, Norma can only hear the roar of the waterfall farther away.She could not see the vision of the High Rock Desert, though she had seen it in her dreams.

"The forest doesn't actually welcome you, desecrated bloodline. What kind of answer do you want to get here?" Moore asked.

Norma was silent for a moment: "Blood does not represent anything. The weakest mortal may become a god, the most noble god has fallen into the abyss, and the most filthy undead have walked on the earth."

The elf's fingers twitched the strings, and after he hummed a few words along with Norma's words, he smiled: "The more you care, the more you need to explain."

Norma was silent, and after a while, she nodded honestly: "You are right, I am really worried about this... However, since I enjoy the convenience of blood, I should not hate the benefits it brings. inconvenient."

Moore looked at the "young" mage in front of him curiously: "Compared to your mother, you are obviously more liked. Honest and reliable... No wonder that guy Casey always treats you mercilessly."

Recalling the fact that Casey beat herself up in order to digest her divinity, Norma's face darkened: "That's really not a good memory..."

Moore laughed out loud, he really didn't look like a god, he looked peaceful and close.Perhaps this is the nature of the God of Coordination, which always makes people get closer unconsciously.

Norma felt the repulsion rising in her blood, and raised her eyes: "The divinity is yours?"

"Of course, who else is there besides me?" Moore smiled, and gently tickled the strings. He then hummed a few out-of-tune tunes and narrowed his eyes.

"How many times have you done this?"

"Hmm... Maybe I can't remember... 5, 6 times? Or more? You have to know that even if the history of this continent is tens of thousands of years, there are not too many real battles of gods. And There are not so many people who can really think of some ideas worthy of the attention of the gods and realize them."

Moore looked around: "I think you are about to make a long speech, maybe we can find a place."

In the end, Norma sat under the tree with a blank expression on her face, watched Moore smile and spread out the picnic cloth under the big tree, and snapped her fingers again.Then the vines that twined around the trees stretched themselves to form a canopy over their heads, while others stretched out and blossomed quickly, drooping purple berries like the best old farmer's year-round vines. Purple grapes, bulging and plump.

"Please feel free, these fruits taste good. Fortunately, you met me, otherwise you will have to wait until autumn to taste them."

Encouraged by Moore, Norma indifferently took one and put it in her mouth.Then the juice bursts in the mouth, bringing a sweet taste.Delicious indeed, but Norma just took a sip and shut up.

"You have to enjoy it at a young age, food, wine, and get drunk until dawn." Moore was still rambling, as if he was an old man teaching his children and grandchildren.

"For me, deliciousness is a different kind," Norma replied, her eyes narrowed, revealing a little aftertaste, "and I just enjoyed it."

Moore fell silent, he stared at Norma, and then suddenly covered his chest: "Filthy succubus, don't you think about the **** of a god!"

Norma: "..." She resisted the idea of ​​beating someone, mainly because she couldn't.

Finally, Moore laughed loudly: "Just kidding, just kidding, take it easy. We are not enemies yet. To be precise, you are not qualified to be my enemy yet."

"...Then why are you willing to answer my question?" Norma asked.

"Of course it is to create a little bit of trouble for my current enemies. Regarding this, I am still very happy." Moore winked at Norma.

The surroundings are very quiet, full of quiet beauty. In the beauty deliberately created by the gods, Norma still sits very upright, without any relaxation.

Moore looked at the young mage in front of him, who lowered his eyes in silence, with a smile on his face, as if he was waiting for the mage to speak.It seems that he is really like an approachable old man, willing to answer any questions from young people.

Kemal is a god, and his life is endless.He will not be like those dying old and frail people who are eager to pass on all they know.

Because of death, people are willing to share.Because life is short and will eventually end, so we take care of the young with all our heart and soul, and let them bear the continuation of the fire of race and civilization.

But gods are different.

Norma raised her eyes: "In the past countless times and history, I believe that the Tower of Platinum is not the only one trying to build elemental pipelines, right?"

Moore smiled: "Of course, human beings... are not just human beings. Intelligent creatures have similar brains. Whatever you can think of, sooner or later others will also be able to think of it. More or less. Intelligent creatures always have something they don't have. , full of anxiety about things that cannot be grasped, full of ambition and desire to control them."

"But they all failed. Is that so?" Norma was not disturbed by the truth in Moore's words, and asked what she cared about.

"Of course, look, are there any traces of elemental pipelines? No, not at all."

Norma nodded: "The elemental pipeline requires the joint efforts of the whole continent. There is no problem in formulating nodes, but after that, everyone's cooperation is needed. Whether it is the outbreak of a war or the selfishness of a country, it cannot be formed."

Moore didn't say whether Norma was right or wrong, he just smiled.

"... Bella Nelson, is she walking the same old path that many have walked?"

"I'm not sure which level you're talking about. If it's just becoming a god, then countless people have gone through it. They either failed or succeeded." Moore replied, "But Bella Nelson... It is a few interesting people who have appeared in a long time. They have brains and have the ability to act."

Norma nodded again, she looked up at the sky, and asked suddenly: "Have you ever thought about death?"

"You are such a wild guy." Moore was a little helpless, he paused, "Of course, since I am looking forward to death, I am also afraid of death."

"... Human nature." Norma replied.

This time, Moore neither smiled nor spoke, he stared at Norma quietly.

Norma smiled slightly: "I think this kind of thing has been done countless times, and after so many experiences, even gods will get tired of it."

"One last question, your divinity has been separated, twice. So, are you so weak that I can kill you now?"

"Young man, do you want to try it?" Moore laughed, and he soon saw Norma's eager eyes.Then, the coercion of the gods was wrapped in anger, and Norma was pushed to the ground, almost unable to get up.

Moore shook his head, he played the harp, the sound of the harp fluttered in the forest, and the surroundings were quiet and peaceful.Norma sat up slowly and patted her robe.Finally, the god said leisurely: "Have you finished asking?"

Norma nodded.

Moore glanced at Norma: "I hope we can meet again at God's Sea." After leaving these words, the elf disappeared in front of Norma, like a beautiful phantom.

Norma lowered her head, picked up a branch, and sketched the prototype of a magic circle on the still wet soil.If Caroline is here, she will understand that this is the basic magic circle pattern of the element pipeline.

"Once and again, countless times," Norma whispered.She quickly erased the pattern and looked towards the sky.

"Gods, mortals. The separation of divinity will soon be restored... What does divinity represent?" The wind was melodious, and it seemed that there was a voice of ridicule.Norma looked at the ground quietly, and muttered again in a low voice: "Mortals, gods."

This time, even the wind stopped.

In the end, Norma stood up, silently looking in the direction the Zeon River came from.That was the direction she intended to go, the direction Caroline was.She thought, after all, she has to move forward, and failure always breeds success.And countless failures will eventually lead to an end.