Crown Master

In the past, the "mud" of the god Tiamat covered the entire land, and the "ocean" gave birth to new humans with the purpose of killing old humans.

The Chaldean master, who has experienced countless magnificent battlefields, is still shocked by the magnificence and cruelty of the seventh singularity after passing through the six singularities, and left a deep impression on him.

Whether it is the three goddesses who tried to protect mankind in their own way, or the Mother Goddess who loved her child deeply but was betrayed and set off a sea of ​​destruction in the end, or even faced death under the command of the king We must fight until the last moment, the industrious and resolute Uruk people...

Gu Dazi witnessed too many things with his own eyes, and met too many people, and forged many fates that could be engraved in the Hall of Valor.

Perhaps the Temple of Time witnessed the end of this journey, but the seventh singularity is undoubtedly special.

Therefore, Gu Dazi knows better than anyone else that when the kingdom of God comes, the dream country in people's hearts will never come true. It must be a distorted, desperate, unknown place that loses all practical meaning and will only bring pain and regret. land.

It may be a paradise for gods and fantasy species, but it is definitely not a country where human beings can survive.

There is no need to justify, Gudazi himself can prove this point, so no one is allowed to try to repeat the mistakes of the past.

In this passage, Gu Dazi revealed too much true feelings, which made Ye Wang feel that she must have experienced similar things.

But he remembered Gudazi's supernatural powers again, and somehow became uncertain.

The body of the big ghost smashed into the clouds, and covered the bright moon behind with a layer of gauze like clouds and mist.

The high altitude at night is bleak and cold, and the only tranquility in the long time can be obtained.

A gust of cold wind blew by, the little girl subconsciously tightened her clothes, and suddenly a flame appeared in front of her eyes.

Ma Cangye Wang, who is deeply rooted in the principles of the five elements, held the flames burned by spiritual power in his hands, and the flames reflected his obscure eyebrows.

"I didn't expect you to be afraid of the cold."

Gudazi was covered with black lines when he asked, and the melancholy in his heart was immediately thrown to Java.

"Why do I look like a little monster in your eyes?"

"Is not it?"

"Long-winded! I also catch a cold, okay?"

King Ma Cang Ye did not hide his surprise at all.

"Didn't it mean that idiots don't catch colds at all?"

"...Let's die together!"

Ma Cang Ye Wang let out a deep laugh from his lips before Gu Dazi couldn't bear it and flew up, sighed softly, and said peacefully: "That is really a cruel future."

Gu Dazi hugged his knees, pressed his small chin on it, and his big bright eyes were rarely covered with a haze of melancholy.

"Well, it's cruel, there is no hope, if there is no support, people, it is really easy to despair."

Looking at the moonlit night, there are only chatting and flickering lights, and the human city has also fallen asleep at this time.

Ye Wang said softly: "Is that the future of this world?"

Gu Dazi shook his head and nodded again: "It's just one of the possibilities."

Ye Wang fell silent until a shooting star flashed across the night sky, and his quiet eyes were ignited by the passing star.

"I don't like this world."

Gu Dazi was not surprised. When she first met him, she didn't think this guy was a good person. After getting acquainted with him, she found that he was paranoid in his heart.

After he finished speaking, he paused, and then said: "But it seems that it doesn't seem so happy to just let it become like that." King Ma Cang Ye slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and there seemed to be a flash of struggle between his expressions.

Seeing this, Gu Dazi couldn't help complaining: "You live a tangled life."

Ye Wang glanced at her indifferently, and he was not happy with these words.

"Then how do you live?"

Gu Dazi shook his head and flicked his pigtails, jumping around alive and well.

"Of course, one is one, and two is two. Whatever you want to do."

"Oh? Then you don't have any tangled things that are difficult to do for a while?"

Gu Dazi tilted his head and thought for a while, his big eyes moved up slowly, all the way to the sky, his eyes seemed to be looking at the distant place, the place where the human soul can only reach after sublimation.

"Yes, but I know that he is actually protecting me by not responding."

King Ma Cang Ye raised his eyebrows, and immediately realized that this was another secret of Gu Dazi. He followed the direction where the other party's vision fell and looked into the distance, but the end of his sight was still a darkness with no hope.

When he was about to give up, suddenly a ray of light broke through the sky from the end of the world, burning clouds and clouds all over the field, and the brightness of the bright moon behind him had dimmed at some point, Wang Ye suddenly realized that the sky was already bright.

The long night without hope has passed, and the dawn of hope has lit the fire of miracles.

Every minute and every second, countless miracles, big or small, are born on this land that is illuminated by the light all over the sky.

He suddenly realized that the existence of miracles, especially for human beings, is a luxury that is easy to obtain but difficult to actively pursue.

So far, the one who can truly hold the miracle in his hands is the girl beside him.

She stood under the radiance, and the sun wove a bunch of flying wings for her, which was exactly the appearance of a miraculous savior.

……

Darkness of darkness, silence of silence, legends of legends, this place is the Hall of Valor.

A static, exiled space parallel to human history.

In the concept-level "palace", there are countless enclosed spaces called "seats". They are like naturally formed dewdrops, standing still in the weightless hall, maintaining a posture of dripping in mid-air. Including the mental world of each heroic spirit, as well as their bodies that have been suspended in time.

It seems that Gudazi was able to see the Hall of Valor through the state of the water drop because she happened to be in the same "concept" as the Seat of Valor at that time.

But apart from those water droplets, there are also some followers who do not have the characteristics of the seat and cannot form a connection with the main body, so they can only exist as a possibility. Whether they can be summoned again depends on whether the main body of the follower itself recognizes this. side.

However, this is not the main topic of this discussion. When you move your gaze up, you can see the top of thousands of "water droplets". There is a gap in the seat that belongs to the top servant, which is particularly incongruous.

For the time being, name the water droplet at this position "The Missing One". At some point, it escaped from Gaia's grasp and Alaya's gaze, and another powerful force that can rival the two wills hid it. It's missing from the sequence it should be.

It is the missing one of the Hall of Valor, and at the same time the demigod's son of Uruk, the king of the great heroes.

In occult history, he symbolizes power, myth, secret, challenge, heroism, and misfortune.

His story is passed down as a fable, his deeds established the birth of the first law, and his words and deeds are passed down to the future that clairvoyance cannot see.

And his great deeds sublimate and immortalize him.

This place is the Hall of Valor, where there is one more missing person and one less immortal great king.

A hero king Gilgamesh is missing here.

who is it?

Who stole the jewels of the crown, who stole the king who wore them?

In that dark darkness, the silent stillness, the legend of the legend, the place where the rules of all things began.

A huge will shook his arm slightly, and a planet beside him went out under "His" slight movement, with a diameter of 1000 to 70 million kilometers, which is equivalent to the wreckage of an earth. The will that was swallowed silently and disturbed by the unknown force seemed to continue to spread to the surroundings.

"Quiet, whoever disturbs you, I will take care of it."

Unexpectedly, when the power was about to flood, Gilgamesh who appeared here actually calmed down.

The golden hair, the majestic and noble bright snake eyes, and the golden ratio bodybuilding body, this is undoubtedly the "missing person", the great king of Uruk!

He actually appeared here!

Everyone who saw him couldn't help but have this question in their hearts.

However, the king had no intention of explaining that he just prevented the consciousness from waking up, just like a qualified watchman, sticking to the almost eternal time.

Vigilance for companionship, tenderness for protection, cruelty for salvation.

No one knows the mission that this king has here, just like those who dream for Brahma have only the responsibility of not letting him wake up.

The huge will miraculously shrank back to the tentacle-like tentacles of disaster. The sound seemed to envelop him because of this sound. He fell asleep peacefully again, and there seemed to be no sign of waking up in the short term.

This is quite good news, because every time this will wakes up, it will bring endless disasters to thousands of worlds.

And disasters will inevitably bring pain...

But it also inspires courage.

A diminutive fairy tale author in Chaldea's study was writing quickly, and the quill pen dropped the last sentence on the pure white paper.

A young girl was redeemed because of her courage, and she will surely overcome the disaster because of her courage.

Even if the disaster is called by her and bestowed by her.

But this is not the ultimate fate.

"Squeak-"

The door of the study was pushed open by an external force, and the fairy tale writer was interrupted by a glamorous magician.

Andersen turned his head impatiently, looking at his empty palm, he couldn't help but feel even more disgusted.

"Writing about the decryption, what are you doing here, Merlin?"

Merlin raised the corners of his mouth and shook his fingers lightly.

"First of all, let's lower our voice first. Secondly, thanks to the help of the cave king, Angola has been controlled and will not come out to expose us for the time being. Finally, the trip to Egypt was very successful. The one who got in touch."

The eyes of the great writer who was expressionless when he heard the last sentence flashed.

Andersen raised his eyebrows, and said briskly: "This is really good news. It seems that it is correct to start from the age of mythology rich in magic power. Then, Merlin, what else do you want to say?"

Merlin smiled lowly: "The plot is under your control, I actually don't need to talk too much, so I wish you well in advance."

Andersen moved his lips impatiently, but Merlin didn't give him a chance to object.

The great magician raised his staff and swung it in the air.

"I wish the kingdom of God written by fairy tale writers will come as promised, and I will give the effect of witness with my clairvoyance."

The author has something to say:

I think I'm going to be killed by these two books, and I have to get up early to attend the wedding tomorrow, God, help me!