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- Hewburn is dead, but not completely dead.
He turned into a spirit body.
The ghost family was originally just a derivative of the villain in the bottle used to sacrifice and deprive mortals, and it was a plaything that appeared after being radiated by the villain in the bottle.
The lowest level of ghosts is not intelligent, not even the first level of authority.
Because the power of wisdom has been taken away, only part of their spirituality and past memories remain in their bodies. It is not so much a species, but more like a transparent book carved with memories.
In the last epoch.
After the final battle of the Holy Mountain, Asai released all the ghosts, and there was no such existence in this world.
But at this moment, Xiuboen obviously still has consciousness.
He is not an ordinary ghost.
"What's wrong with me?"
"I am not dead?"
He lowered his head and could see a glowing object in his chest.
He immediately recognized that it was the god-given thing he had received before.
Because he wants to understand the function and power of this prop, and it is not very big, so he has been carrying it with him recently.
Unexpectedly, it was this thing that held him back at the end of death.
It was pulled.
But it didn't pull back.
Because no one is sure whether he is dead or alive in this state.
"No!"
"That's my body."
The moment he lowered his head, he also saw a scorched black corpse under his body.
He was terrified, and he couldn't understand what was going on.
At this time, he suddenly saw a beam of light shining down from a high place.
Then he raised his head again, and saw a gap between reality and illusion.
And inside.
There is a huge and broken door.
Complicated and mysterious patterns are depicted on the door, which looks like a big tree, and also like a branched route map.
It is so dilapidated, revealing the charm of ancient and vicissitudes.
One chain after another was entangled and tied to the gate, as if the existence inside did not want people to open it easily.
suddenly.
Xiu Boen has a kind of clear understanding, this is the creation of the gods.
That hand bone is the only key to this door.
This door does not exist in this world, and only Polic's right hand can find its existence in the gap between reality and illusion.
However, in Xiuburn's eyes, he thought he was going to the kingdom of God.
"Am I called by God?"
Xiuburn was a little excited, he had too many questions.
He wanted to ask his god why such a huge disaster would be brought to the city of Aiweier.
They believed in the gods so devoutly, why did they usher in such an ending in the end.
Xiuboen quickly walked up to the sky step by step, the earth lost its attraction and restraint to him, and there seemed to be an invisible ladder in the sky.
He crosses the border between fiction and reality.
The Gate of Truth was not summoned by him to the real world, so it was Xiuborne who left the real world and went to the edge of illusion.
He watched the clouds, sky, and sun all disappear, and he appeared in an unknown dark area.
He stepped up the darkness.
In the end, he came to the door of truth.
Matching the huge door is a broken base suspended in the void.
It can be seen that there are a lot of stones floating in the darkness. I don't know how long it has taken for this door of God to become so incomplete.
A "person" stands on the right side of the base.
However, the moment Xiuburn saw him, he didn't know whether the other person could be called a human being.
The other party appeared out of nowhere, at least he didn't exist before Xiuburn appeared.
He is tall and tall, and his whole body and face are covered with a layer of bone armor.
He is wearing a smock, which is much more gorgeous and delicate than the snake man's clothes, as if there are no gaps at all, and the patterns on it are as exquisite as the costumes of the gods in mythology.
But the moment Xiuboen got close, he saw that the other party's body was transparent.
Hewburn??In another kingdom of gods.
He heard another answer.
He instantly felt his scalp burst and his body become cold.
A few simple words from the other party took him out of his wits, and he didn't react for a long time.
What he paid attention to was not Laid Leakey, the king of wisdom, but that sentence.
"The Creator is due to Sai."
He almost trembled and asked the other party: "What does this mean?"
"The Creator? Insay?"
He questioned loudly, as if everything about his beliefs had been overturned by others.
"What about Sally, the mother of life?"
"Where is the great master of life? What is it?"
The ghost replied: "The master of life power, the god on the left of the Creator's throne."
Xiu Boen pointed to the ghost and said, "The god on the left of the creator seat?"
"Then what are you? Aren't you created by the master of life?"
Ghost raised his hand, and the dome of the temple was completely lit up.
In addition to the crown of wisdom above the head, there is also an eternal star standing in the background in the background.
But the moment he saw it, Xiuburn felt the endless years and time rushing by.
He saw everything die, saw the world collapse, and saw the sun fall.
But the other party will never change.
It is the supreme one, the origin and end of all things and spirits.
The ghost went on to say: "The world was first opened, and all things originated."
"God has descended into this world."
"Insai God created all things and created wisdom and life."
"The highest source of wisdom, the origin of all spirituality, is the king of wisdom, Laidlich."
"It is the source of power of all intelligent species, and the god of all intelligent life."
"The King of Wisdom decomposed his own power, allowing the world to have wisdom."
"It is the sacrifice that gives everything a beginning and the world a light."
The ghost's voice seems to have traveled through time at this moment, overlapping with countless Sanye people 200 million years ago, echoing in this temple.
"We are the lineage of the eldest son of God, we once lived in the garden of the Creator, and we once dominated the world."
"we are¡¡"
"Clover people."
Xiu Boen was so shocked that he couldn't speak at all, he could only stand dead in the center of the temple.
After a long time, he seemed to have completely digested the meaning of the other party's words.
He kept chanting the name of the god in his mouth, but his body was striding backwards.
"Insai God?"
"The CreatorInsay?"
He didn't believe it at all, he yelled crazily.
"What's this?"
"You are the lineage of the eldest son of God, and we are just servants and creations of the Mother of Life."
"Our Creator is just the god to the left of the real Creator's throne?"
"It's another existence that created all of this?"
Xiuburn seemed to be crazy: "How is this possible? How is this possible?"
"We've never heard that claim, we've never heard it."
"This is all fabricated by you, and it doesn't exist in our mythology."
He fled to the door of truth in a hurry, and he saw the ghost Polik again.
He asked the other party embarrassedly: "Who is the Creator?"
The ghost Polik stared at him and replied.
"The Creator?"
"Of course it is God Insai."
"I don't believe it," said Shewborne aloud.
"I will never believe it."
He stumbled and rushed down from the gate of truth, disappearing into the boundless darkness.
The sun's light fell on him and the ship, yet Hewburn felt an endless emptiness.
There seemed to be a big hole dug out in his heart, which couldn't be filled no matter what.
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