I am God Chapter 282: : Three Wonderlands

The space in the dream world is completely different from that in reality. It does not have up, down, left, and right in the true sense, and the way of moving is not the translation that people are used to.

If there are no coordinates, it will be difficult for you to find the location you want to reach in the dream world.

Even if you are following another existence that shuttles through the dream world, or trailing behind the sacred boat, it may still be in front of you the moment before, and it has disappeared the moment after.

Except for some powerful gods, perhaps only the dream race can not lose themselves in such a space.

There was still nothing in front of Flotie's eyes just now, but a huge ship appeared in the blink of an eye.

Flodie, holding a flower branch in her hand, looked up and called out the name of the ship.

"It is a sacred ship."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" a heavy humming sound was emitted during the cruise of the huge sacred boat. .

After Flotie called out the name of the ship, a ray of light fell from the ship and shone on her.

In a blink of an eye, Flotie boarded the ship.

Flotie has the authority to enter and exit the Creator's Kingdom, so this sacred boat did not refuse her boarding, but those monsters who came in after Flotie were not treated so well, blink Time was crushed to ashes in front of the existence of this serial number 2.

Giant sails were raised on the sacred boat, and there were statues of various races on the boat, and the sky above the boat was full of dreams of life.

Those colorful and black intertwined dreams surround the sails, turning into a colorful dream river.

Flotie has been on the fantasy star sea many times, and has seen various life dreams, but this is the first time she has seen this kind of life dream that has not been judged.

"Half color, half black."

"The dream of life is like this before the trial."

She flew up, circling around the sail.

She put her eyes on one of the dreams of her life and peered inside.

A mortal's life flashed in front of her, and scenes flashed like a revolving lantern.

Flotie was so fascinated that she almost passed the boat.

When she came back to her senses, she immediately fell from a high place and ran to the front of the ship.

"The sacred boat is here."

"I'm getting off the boat."

It can be seen that there is a steel head bumping horn in front of the bow of the sacred boat. The head turned to look at Flotie, and then really slowed down the speed of the ship.

Flotie didn't want to go back by boat, she just took a "fun boat".

She still hasn't gone to the country where the last demigod is.

"Thank you."

"Goodbye."

Watching the sacred boat go away, Flotie waved to it and expressed her gratitude.

Flodie took the flower branch and flew forward. This time, she didn't need to open the passage to the human world, because the other party's location was in the dream world.

In the darkness, she flew farther and farther, and a bright spot began to appear in front of her.

Here, she felt the power of the myth.

The spot of light in the distance continued to enlarge, and finally turned into a simple gate.

The door is carved with various mysterious patterns and symbols.

Flotie landed under the door, her figure was insignificant compared to this huge door, not even as big as a dot of the pattern at the foot of this mythical door.

Seeing the closed door, Flotie suddenly remembered the etiquette in the world.

"Should I knock on the door?"

However, before the fairy in the forest finished hesitating, the door of this myth slowly opened.

The light projected from behind the door was extremely dazzling, illuminating Flotie's already white skin so transparently that she couldn't open her eyes.

But the black hair fluttered in the light, which was extremely conspicuous.

Wait until the forest fairy opens her eyes.

Behind the Gate of Truth, a large number of three-leaf people wearing the sacrificial burqa of Xiyinsi appeared. They stood on both sides of a road of light, and looked at Flotie who was standing below.

The ghosts of the Polik family lined up in a row, and their voices were uniform. Although they came from different people's mouths, they seemed to be speaking by the same person.

"Welcome."

"An envoy from the Kingdom of Creator God."

Looking at these ghosts, Flotie said in her heart.

"A lot of clover people."

The fairy in the forest has never seen a three-leaf man. She has only seen those ancient ruins in the ruins of the god-given city in the sea of ​​​​sunflowers, and the statue of the King of Wisdom at the foot of the pyramid.

Flotie walked in along the light path, into this ocean of information.

As she walked higher and higher, the rows of ghosts saluted her one by one, and then disappeared into the white light.

Finally.

The light, figure, and sea of ​​information changed in the blink of an eye, turning into an ancient temple.

Flotie stood in front of the shrine of Asay.

It's just that she couldn't meet Asai, the **** of truth and knowledge, and only saw Polik, the first generation patriarch of the Ghost family.

Floty asked the ghost Polik: "I am a family of forest fairies from the kingdom of the Creator, and my name is Floty."

"The master of dreams, Sheila, created us and appointed a family of fairies in the forest as the messengers of the gods. I am here this time to tell the gods who live here."

"Which **** is your god?"

Ghost Polik replied: "I am a follower of the God of Truth and Knowledge, and my name is Polik."

Frody looked at the densely packed books in the temple, and asked Polik.

"So you must really enjoy studying?"

The ancient goblins also collected a lot of books, and their big goblin library has almost collected all the books and knowledge in this world, but goblins just collect and don't like to read them.

Porik the ghost: "I used to be a priest of the Temple of Truth. The pursuit of truth and knowledge is our instinct and belief."

"A Sai God."

"He is the third-generation student of the Temple of Truth, and his teacher is Haru, and Haru's teacher is the first-generation sage of truth Sang De'an of the Temple of Truth."

"Our whole life is inseparable from the pursuit of knowledge, and it is precisely because of the pursuit of knowledge that our life begins."

The fairy in the forest exclaimed: "The Temple of Truth? I have heard of it."

"Heir to the will of the second-generation saint Santito."

"Then you have existed for a long time, you have followed your **** for nearly 250 million years."

Ghost Polik suddenly raised his head: "So it turns out that 250 million years have passed since the age of Heinsay?"

This is the first time they have learned the exact distance between the last epoch and the present.

Flotie: "Where's your god?"

Ghost Polik: "The gods have not yet awakened."

Flotie: "Why is he sleeping?"

"Are you injured?"

Polik asked Floty: "O beautiful forest fairy!"

"Do you think the world is beautiful, or is it hopeless?"

Flotie said as a matter of course: "Of course it is beautiful."

Ghost Polik: "But there are people who feel hopeless."

Floty understood the meaning of the ghost Polic: "Isn't he willing to wake up?"

Ghost Polik nodded, but said affirmatively.

"But he will wake up, because he will finally know that he can neither get rid of the past, but also must meet the future."

Ghost Polik is a follower of Asay. When Asay was imprisoned in the prison of Anjo City, they were inmates together.

They were once outcasts of the world, longing to be free from the past and everything.

At the end, A Sai wanted to end everything caused by the villain in the bottle, and to free the countless ghosts trapped under the power of the evil god.

He put on a black robe, picked up a sickle and a bronze book, and turned himself into a dead king.

He freed countless ghosts including Princess Yeya, and he himself entered the back of the door to start the seal and reincarnation.

And Polik established the Polik family in the era of God Abandoned, and he himself turned into a ghost and has been guarding Asai from the last era until now.

After listening to Polrick's story, Flotie felt a little sad.

"For so long, won't you be alone?

"For a promise, you will never be free. What is the difference between you and those souls who have suffered because of evil gods?"

Porik suddenly raised his head, this moment is no longer the mechanical answer of the door of truth, it seems that the memory of the former Polik has returned.

"No!"

"Of course not."

Ghost Polik: "We are all losers who climbed out of the quagmire. We all had a glorious and dazzling past."

"We have all had the wildest dreams, and we have all sacrificed everything for the truth."

"Finally."

"We all paid the price for this wild dream."

Porik: "The messenger of the kingdom of creation!"

"We are not just ghosts, we have a common belief."

"I want to see how far He can go."

"I want to see the limit of truth."

"I am willing to do this."

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Ever Peninsula.

In a cemetery in the valley.

Avon came to visit his dead comrades, the heroes who died in these years.

The custom of the Aiweier people is to bury in a stone coffin, but this coffin is not buried in the ground, but placed directly on the ground, and the name of the deceased is engraved on one side of the coffin.

Avon stands before Ezirio's tomb, which is empty except for some of Ezirio's relics.

"These years."

"Since leaving Ruhe Giant Island, I feel that I have done a lot of things and succeeded in a lot of things."

“But in the end, it seems that nothing has been done, and nothing has succeeded.”

Yafuan put his hand on the sarcophagus, and only at this time can he feel the pressure he is facing.

And more recently.

Bad news comes one after another.

The fact that the Wingmen are about to leave Moonlight Island and cross the Sunfall Desert has been confirmed to be true, and even the Wingmen have already started to act.

The Queen of the Abyss, Melde, has recently started to target the Evils, and as expected, the situation will be even more difficult than before.

Avon stood alone in the cemetery, feeling a little agitated.

"I told you once, everything will be fine."

"Now and now."

"I don't seem to be really getting better except for saying this."

"The oath made by Mr. Xiuburn, he has exhausted himself to fulfill it, and I can do nothing except say some beautiful words."

Afoan is only a third-level authority. He has a deep sense of powerlessness in the face of existences such as the apostles and the abyss.

"I can't sit still like this anymore."

Avon left the cemetery.

He activated Poric's right hand again, a magical prop, and came to the edge of the dream world.

Even if he can't get help from the Gate of Truth, he still hopes to get some guidance he wants through sacrifice.

However, when Afoan came up this time, he found that the door of truth was open.

This made Afran somewhat puzzled.

Guided by the light, he came to the foot of the Temple of the God of Truth and Knowledge. An ordinary ghost received Avon and conveyed to him the will of the Gate of Truth.

"You are here again."

"Avon the believer."

"The Door of Truth considers your request to be unreasonable, and therefore judges your request to be invalid."

Avon asked again: "I hope to know how to defeat and seal the abyss and Meld, for which I am willing to pay the price."

The ghost replied: "Insufficient information, insufficient intelligence, the target involves the power of the mythical bit, and it cannot be judged for the time being."

Avon was rejected again, but he made another discovery.

He heard another voice coming from the high temple, as if someone had come here.

This also just explains why Afoan saw the door of truth open just now.

Avon was amazed.

He had never seen this kind of thing before, that someone other than himself came here.

"So it's like this!" It was a woman's voice, and the voice of the other party had a kind of quiet and peaceful jungle.

The other party continued.

"I see."

"Although your **** has not yet awakened, but when he wakes up, please give him the flower branch of this rainbow tree."

"Is that the voice?" Avon remembered the voice, the iridescent tree he saw before, the voice coming from the tree was this.

Here, he saw the true appearance of the other party.

An existence with the form of a god, a truly perfect form of a god.

He crouched under the altar, watched the other party hand a flower branch to the ghost Polik, then turned and left.

The ghost Polik, who was aloof in the past, saluted the girl respectfully.

When the other party walked out of the door of truth, he immediately chased after him.

The forest nymph, Flotie, also spotted Avon and turned her head to look at him.

"Snake man, why are you following me."

Avon introduced himself immediately: "Hi, we met last time."

"In the forest just to the north, there is a colorful flower tree"

Hearing what Avon said, Flotie remembered.

"You're the one who messes around without sending letters."

Avon immediately defended: "Please forgive my presumptuousness, but I didn't know who you were at the time, and I didn't know what that beautiful flower tree was for."

Flottie told him: "I am a forest fairy, and my name is Flottie."

"That tree is the rainbow tree of the fairy in the forest, and it is the coordinates for sending letters."

Avon heard about this race for the first time, and he asked Floty cautiously.

"A fairy in the forest?"

"What's that?"

Frody explained again: "We are the messengers of the gods, creatures who travel through dreams."

"But we don't just deliver letters to the gods, we also deliver letters full of prayers to mortals."

"You are lucky if you can see the rainbow tree."

"I can deliver a letter to you, but it can only be delivered to other people in the world, unless one of the gods agrees with you and agrees to accept your letter."

Avon looked at each other in shock: "The messenger of the gods? Then where are you from?"

Flotie told him: "I come from the Kingdom of God of Creation."

Yafuan finally understood what kind of existence he saw. The one standing in front of him turned out to be an envoy who walked out of the Kingdom of Creation God.

Afoan immediately prostrated himself on the ground: "O Messenger of Creator Kingdom!"

"Can you hear our story?"

Flotie stood still and thought for a while: "I can listen to your story."

Flotty likes to listen to stories, just like she just heard the story of Polic and Asay, the ghosts. That story may be a very interesting conversation topic at the next Rainbow Forest tea party.

Afoan was afraid that the envoy from the Kingdom of the Creator God in front of him would be impatient.

He omitted a large part of the previous link.

It directly tells the recent situation of the Evil people, tells about the existence of monsters in the abyss, and tells about the death and displacement of countless people in the disaster.

Flotie sympathizes with the situation of the Evil people, but she speaks very directly.

"Do you want to pray to the gods for help?"

"However."

"The gods will not help you."

Avon asked, "Why?"

The fairy in the forest, Flotie: "Because you said just now, this is the disaster you caused, and it is because of you that the abyss and monsters appeared."

"You touch taboos, you blaspheme, you bring your own destruction."

"Why should the gods lend a helping hand to your madness."

Avon had expected this answer.

Although in the eyes of mortals, the snake people and the wing people are different, the Evil people are also different from the animal herding tribes and city-state people.

But in the eyes of the gods, they are all one.

Whether this disaster is caused by the Wing Man or the Snake Man, it is all caused by mortals themselves.

"I know."

"All of this is the fault of mortals. It is our arrogance and arrogance, and our ignorance has attracted terrible disasters."

Avon appealed to the forest nymph Flotti, as if clutching at a straw.

"I just want you to give us a little guidance for humble mortals."

"We are willing to pay the price for this, and we are willing to use our own strength and everything to calm this disaster."

"But we are really lost."

Floty looked at Avon for a long time, and finally spoke.

"Recently, I'm trying to find a way to condense my fairyland."

"If you can give me some ideas, maybe I can help you find the answer to this question."

Flotie briefly told Yafuan what kind of existence the fairyland is, and Yafuan immediately started thinking at high speed.

Finally, he said to Flotie.

"If it were me, I would open one passage after another in Wonderland."

"Then build a door in every place in the world that I think is important."

"When I open the door, I can instantly enter another place, so that I can go to any place at any time; similarly, others can use my door to go to another place instantly."

Floty immediately recorded Afran's thoughts in her notebook.

It has to be said that Avon's ideas are very characteristic of the line of truth and knowledge.

Avon was a little nervous: "Master Flotty, are you satisfied with my thoughts?"

Although Fuluodi in front of her is only a second-level power, Yafuan is already a third-level power, but at this moment Yafuan is in front of the other party, so humble that she seems to be submerged in dust and mud.

After finishing writing, the fairy in the forest returned a salute to Avon.

"Thank you for your suggestion, I have accepted it."

The fairy in the forest asked him directly: "Does the abyss queen you mentioned live in a place full of filthy black mud?"

"She has white hair, a woman with many wings behind her?"

Yafuan did not expect that the forest fairy Flottie would know the other party: "It's her."

The forest fairy Flotty nodded: "Then I know, I just ran into her on the way here."

"She crashed into the sacred boat, and she should be seriously injured now."

"I can check for you, what is the abyss you are talking about."

"There is also a way you want to deal with the abyss."

Frodi walked directly in front of Yafoan who was prostrate on the ground, and that beautiful figure gradually disappeared amidst a wave of colorful petals falling.

"However."

"I'm just a little forest fairy, not a god."

"Don't get your hopes up."

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Rainbow tree forest.

Flotty, who returned from going out smoothly this time, was welcomed by all the fairies in the forest. This was the completion of a very important mission for the fairy clan in the forest, and it was a witness of history for them.

At the same time.

Flotie's harvest is also full.

Flotie got various suggestions and had her own preliminary ideas during this trip.

A large group of forest fairies gathered together again, taking out teapots and snacks as a matter of course.

The ground of the Rainbow Forest is covered with petals, and it feels soft to step on it with bare feet.

Other forest fairies asked Flotty: "Sister Flotty."

"What are the gods outside? How do they advise you."

Floty: "It's not just the advice of the gods, I also got advice from a servant of the gods."

She took out her booklet and discussed it with the forest fairies present.

"First, I can turn my domain into a fairyland in the world first, and all letters from mortals will gather in my domain, condensing the light of prayer; after I become a fourth-order in the future, it can It becomes a space in the dream world, a transfer station, everyone takes turns to be on duty in my fairyland, and at the same time harvest the light of prayer."

"I call it a stationery wonderland."

"Secondly, you can build a fairyland for storing things, sign contracts with mortals through spiritual contracts, and lend the space to mortal powers; this is also a good light to condense prayers way."

"However, this kind of fairyland can only be achieved after at least the fourth level."

"I named it Storage Wonderland."

"The third is to open up a large number of passages between the mortal world and connect them together to form a door through space."

"But this, I feel that only Shinhwa can do it."

"I also named it the Fairyland of the Gate."

The fairies immediately applauded at the tea party. They felt that these three fairylands were very powerful and very good.

"Sister Flotie."

"So which one do you choose?"

If it were fairies, they would definitely choose the third one.

Because it's very interesting.

In the end, Flotie chose the safest option: "We are the messengers of the gods, and sending messages is our mission, so I still choose the first option."

"I'm going to build a stationery wonderland."

All the fairies stood up and congratulated Flotie on her choice.

Next.

At this rainbow forest tea party, the forest fairy Flotty brought up the story about the Evelians and Avon again, and asked everyone if they had any ideas.

Someone asked about the gods that Yiren believed in: "What kind of demigod is that? How can there be such a believer who doesn't even know the Creator?"

The other fairies nodded: "That's right, isn't he from the previous era?"

Flotty shook her head: "Becoming a demigod in this era should not be possible."

"I saw his mythical door, very ancient."

"This must be an existence from the previous era."

She guessed: "He may have fallen asleep, or he may have forgotten the past, so he did not tell his believers."

"That's why her followers are so crazy and have done such terrible things."

Another fairy also raised her hand: "Can we find out about his experience?"

Someone asked Flotie: "So, what is the title of this god?"

Flottie, the forest fairy, thought for a while, and realized that she had forgotten.

The titles of these demigods are very long, and she can't always remember them clearly.

"I forgot what his name is."

Then the fairy sitting at the other end of the long table shook her head: "That must be a story from the last era. His title was also given to him by the gods. Without his real name, it is difficult to know his origin. "

A fairy asked: "Then what is the name of the place where he lives?"

Floty expresses other fairies: "He lives in a place called the Abyss."

All the fairies whispered to each other.

"Abyss?"

"What's that?"

When Flotie thought about it, her hairs stood on end: "A place full of filth, stench, and depravity."

Many fairies immediately shook their heads: "How is it possible, how could there be a **** willing to live in such a place?"

A fairy in the forest suddenly realized: "I heard that mortal nobles will build a place called a toilet, which is a place full of filth and stench. Isn't that place like this?"

"Then this god, wouldn't it be the **** in charge of this place?"

The fairy stood up and said seriously: "I know, he must be the **** of toilets and filth."

Can such a **** exist?

The fairies are suspicious.

But the world is so big that there are no surprises.

But if it weren't for such a god, why would it like to live in filth.

This makes perfect sense.

The fairy nodded.