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Text Chapter 67: The God-given Land and the Answer

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    Two figures swam across the sea, passing through the abyss of the deep sea, a cursed place where all Sanye people were dismayed.

    Even the people of the Demon Abyss are unwilling to approach this place, fearing that they will be banished by God to the realm of eternal darkness again.

    Going down, you can see a bottomless trench leading to the deepest part of the seabed. The dark world is like a big mouth that devours everything. Passing above feels like escaping from the teeth and lips of the most terrifying monster in the world.

    Tito surfaced, relying on the power of the God's Cup to observe the surroundings.

    He couldn't see it with his eyes, but the light leading to the land bestowed by God was still guiding him.

    "over there."

    "We have to go over there."

    The old man Shihemet chased up from behind, much slower than before, and seemed a little slow.

    Tito even heard his irregular breathing, which made people feel extremely weak.

    The poet feels something is wrong: "You are hurt."

    The carapace on the old man's chest was cracked one after another, and he was indeed injured, but it was hard to tell from the outside whether it was serious or not.

    The old man himself didn't care too much: "I'm getting older, and I'm no longer what I used to be."

    "Even if it hits a few times, I can't bear it anymore. This body is already as fragile as sand."

    The carapace of the people of Moyuan will gradually become weaker as they get older, which is just the opposite of the Sanye people.

    The older the bone armor of the Sanye people, the harder it is, gradually becoming like a stone.

    Tito asked concerned: "Is it serious?"

    He never thought before that he would be so concerned about the safety of a citizen of the Demon Abyss, and even become friends with a king of the Demon Abyss Kingdom.

    The old man in stone helmet stopped and took a few breaths: "It's not too serious, let's go on our way first."

    Dive into the water again, through the blue sea and the magic abyss.

    A few days later.

    The two of them followed the guidance of the God's Cup all the way, and there were no longer any markers in this vast sea.

    There are no islands, no townships of Heinsay, and no ruins.

    They didn't know where they were and how far they were from the abyss of the deep sea.

    They can only make sure that their direction is correct, but where is the land bestowed by the gods, how long will it take to arrive, or whether they will be able to arrive.

    Both of them are ignorant.

    The old man in the stone helmet was too weak to move forward, and his injuries were much more serious than what he said.

    He swam and began to sink towards the bottom of the sea.

    Tito suddenly grabbed the old man in the stone helmet and lifted him up on his body.

    "I'm carrying you behind my back."

    The old man in stone helmet was silent for a while, and said two words.

    "Thanks."

    The two supported each other and continued to move forward. Tito was the cane of the old man in the stone helmet, and the old man in the stone helmet was Tito's eyes.

    As dusk fell, the two slowly sneaked into the golden sea.

    The afterglow of the sun shines through the sea surface and reflects into the sea water, which also brings warmth and hope to the two of them.

    Above the golden horizon, a shadow suddenly appeared.

    At first, the two of them didn't notice, but as they got closer, the shadow continued to enlarge.

    The old man of the stone helmet finally saw clearly what it was.

    is an island.

    The old man in the stone helmet held Tito down, his pupils dilated for an instant.

    What kind of island is that, reflecting the brilliance under the bath of the sun.

    From a distance, it looks like pure gold.

    holy, holy.

    Also has a golden eternity.

    "Appeared?"

    "It really appeared!"

    Tito was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately realized what happened.

    "Really? Really?"

    "Is it right in front of?"

    The poet's voice is trembling.

    ?He started from the Sky Temple and came all the way. I don't know how far he has traveled and how many difficulties he has encountered. Is this finally reaching the end?

    The old man in stone helmet was more excited than the poet. He looked at the island and kept talking.

    "A land bestowed by gods, there really is a land bestowed by gods."

    "So it's a god!"

    "It really exists!"

    The two of them speeded up and headed towards the place bestowed by God.? and go.

    The sea became shallower and shallower, and the two walked out of the sea little by little, and stepped into the kingdom of God.

    Tito asked impatiently, "Tell me about it."

    "What is the land bestowed by the gods like? Is it as beautiful as the one in the legend?"

    The old man with the stone helmet raised his head from Tito's shoulder, and finally saw clearly what the golden color was.

    It is a boundless sea of ??flowers.

    He had never seen such a magnificent scene before, he suddenly felt a surge of strength in his body, he got rid of the poet and moved forward.

    The sea of ??flowers swayed, giving way to a path.

    They are welcoming the arrival of poets and old people.

    "The sea of ??flowers in the Cup of the Sun is just like what you said, there is an endless sea of ??flowers here."

    Tito also responded excitedly: "The records of the Sky Temple are actually true. Priest Schroeder really saw the land bestowed by God."

    The old man in the stone helmet raised his head.

    Looking towards the center along the boundless sea of ??flowers, I finally saw the pyramid temple in the sea of ??flowers.

    A huge dream bubble wraps the magnificent pyramid in it, and countless colorful disillusions flow on it,

    He used his wisdom and power to transmit his voice, shouting with all his might.

    It seemed to be telling Tito what he saw, but it was more like expressing his inner excitement.

    "The temple."

    "The pyramid, and the temple of Insay."

    "The gods are still here, and the gods are still standing here."

    Tito also groped forward, and he smelled a scent of flowers.

    A powerful force emanated from his consciousness and spread around.

    He felt the surrounding scene.

    It's about feeling, not seeing.

    The ground, sea of ??flowers, steles, ruins.

    It was as if the picture was directly projected into his consciousness and presented directly in his brain.

    "A land bestowed by the gods."

    "I see it."

    "It's really so beautiful."

    The old man in the stone helmet looked back at Tito, and noticed the change in Tito.

    "The blood of King Radlich is boiling in your body."

    "Congratulations poet, you have awakened the power of wisdom."

    The two walked along the road that the sea of ??flowers gave way to, and they saw the city bestowed by the gods, and the stone tablet standing in front of the city bestowed by the gods.

    The poet couldn't wait to step forward, his mental power swept across the stele and he immediately saw what was engraved on it.

    "Look quickly."

    "This is the stele set up by your ancestors, His Royal Highness Ens and His Royal Highness Boone, the sons of King Laidlici."

    "It also records their stories, the stories of their establishment of Enns City and Boone City."

    The old man in the stone helmet approached the stele, touching the lines on it with his own hands.

    He knelt down and folded his arms in front of him.

    Worship to your ancestors.

    After Tito finished reading, he walked past the stele.

    He is going to step into the god-given city and meet the great Insay.

    However, the old man in the stone helmet stopped. He prostrated himself in front of the stone tablet and could not get up, nor could he move forward.

    Or rather, he didn't dare to go any further.

    Tito turned his head and shouted at the old man in the stone helmet.

    "Aren't you going up?"

    "Don't you want to come here to find the answer?"

    The old man in the stone helmet raised his body, staring at Tito with a sudden smile on his face.

    Tito never imagined that the smile of a citizen of the Demon Abyss could be so peaceful.

    "No."

    "I have found the answer."

    After saying this, the old man in the stone helmet remained motionless.

    "Hello!"

    "Hello!"

    Tito called out to the old man, but there was no response.

    The nameless king is dead.

    The wind whipped up the waves of the sea of ??flowers, allowing the cups of the sun that opened the way to be retracted one by one, submerging him in it, and he was never seen again.

    The poet stood in a daze.

    Until the moment of his death, the poet did not know the name of Old Man Stone Helmet, let alone what the answer he was looking for was.
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