I am God Chapter 50: : Dream Fairy
Under the Pyramid Temple, the cup of the sun is still in full bloom.
The wandering child Polo returned to the kingdom of God, and it was still Sally who greeted him. The girl sat on the high steps and looked at him, making the familiar sound of bubbling.
I don’t know if he is really greeting him, or just calling out of boredom.
A lot of things happened outside, some people died, and a king was changed. For the Sanye people, one era succeeded another.
Even Polo himself has changed, but nothing has changed here.
Time seems to have stopped here, a powerful force divided the land bestowed by the gods from the outside world, and even time was split into two halves.
“Great God!”
“Polo is back.”
God was not in the temple this time. He stood in the side colonnade of the temple, looking at the relief carved for him by Ledrici in the past.
Polo doesn’t know how many times God has seen this scene. He didn’t quite understand it before. He only longed for the new and the unknown, but now he understands it vaguely.
When he has someone he cherishes and something he cherishes.
Those beautiful memories have become his precious treasures.
Polo knelt on the ground and looked up at the god. It was the first time he was so quiet, just quietly looking at the side face of the god.
“Have you found the answer?”
God asked him.
A smile appeared on Polo’s face: “I didn’t find the answer, but someone told me.”
“God!”
“I met a girl who is as talented as I told you.”
“Her name is Xing, she is your priest.”
“It is also the queen of the Kingdom of Sheinsay.”
“Xing has perfected her consciousness projection magic. As for how to let the gods come to this world, Xing also guided me.”
Polo danced like an orator.
“A person’s strength is fragile.”
“One person can’t, if there are 10,000 people, how about one hundred thousand and one million?”
“The star found the answer for me, let me know that the power has no end.”
“I can’t, then create a race.”
“One thousand, ten thousand me.”
“Condensate a huge dream world, a dream country that can carry gods.”
“God, you can descend into this world”
As he spoke, his words gradually slowed down.
Polo fell into memory, remembered someone, remembered something.
The **** looked at Polo, and Polo fell into deep thought and found God’s gaze.
“It seems that this journey has changed you a lot, and your carefree white dream has begun to be colored.”
“Polo!”
“What have you gained? What have you lost?”
Polo looked up at God: “God!”
“I don’t know.”
“I don’t know my own heart.”
God told him: “You already understand, you just don’t want to lose your freedom, you don’t want to face the fact that you have grown up.”
“Polo.”
“Everyone in this world will lose while gaining, and gain while losing.”
“If you are not willing to give up anything, you are destined not to get what you want.”
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The wind blew across the sea of flowers and set off waves, which also lifted up Polo’s golden smock. He floated on the sea of flowers with the wind, surrounding God.
He likes the wind and yearns for the wind.
It’s like yearning for freedom.
“The weather is nice today.”
God stands in the center of the God-given city covered by the cup of the sun, like stars from the sky falling to the earth.
Breaks of white light spilled out from the shadow of the god, flowed into the sky, and overflowed in all directions.
The **** looked at the sea of flowers constantly swaying beside him, and said.
“Polo.”
“What would your race want to be called?”
Polo seems to have thought about it a long time ago, and said happily.
“Let’s call it Dream Demon!”
“The elf who wanders in the dreamland, the fantasy elf who guards the garden for God.”
It’s not in line with Polo’s character to be so ordinary.
God asked him.
“Don’t you choose a great name?”
“Don’t you want to be named after God?”
Polo recalled the conversation he had with God when he was just born, and immediately couldn’t help laughing out loud.
While smiling, he shook his head.
“Fearless because of ignorance.”
“The name of God is too heavy. Just one in the name of God can cause thousands of people to die for it.”
“Everyone is using God’s name, everything is God’s guidance, and every decision is God’s will.”
“I can’t afford it, and it’s not what I want.”
“I’m just a dream fairy, wandering in my dream sky.”
“I just want to be alone.”
Having said this, Polo suddenly paused.
Then add a sentence.
“Maybe!”
“You can make some more friends.”
God looked at Polo and said nothing.
He finally understood the feeling of awe.
The **** put his hand on Polo’s head, his golden smock shook violently, and then turned upside down.
Dream starlight spread out circle after circle, spreading to a range of hundreds of meters.
Polo’s roots took root in the earth and turned into a huge cup of the sun, and the head in the cup closed its eyes little by little.
The master of dreams.
Fall asleep.
Polo divided a part of his dream power myth factor into the sea of flowers, and immediately saw the cup of the sun change in the densely packed sea of flowers.
Huge dream bubbles emerged one after another, enveloping the cup of the sun.
The golden flower gathers its buds, and in them the fairy of the dream is conceived.
One after another, seven or eight dream monsters were born one after another, scattered in every corner of this sea of flowers.
The flower buds are in full bloom.
The little head poked out from the bud, and looked at the world curiously.
“Hee hee hee hee!”
Laughter and laughter filled the sea of flowers.
The fairy in the dream released its power, and the small sea of flowers nearby became a fantasy land between the dream and reality,
When they are full of the land bestowed by the gods, they may form a huge dream world. At that time, God Yin will be able to come to this world from the gap between time and space.
The dreams of thousands of dream monsters must be able to accommodate the will of gods.
here.
It will be his biggest and most stable anchor, or the embodiment of will.
Yin Shen looked at the huge cup of the sun and said to him.
“Polo!”
“You did a great job and exceeded my expectations.”
The sleeping Polo still closed his eyes tightly, but the voice came from the dream.
“This is my promise and my reward.”
“God, you created me, and you also directed the direction of my life. You allowed my nonsense and tolerated my offense.”
“Compared to everything you have given me, what I have done is nothing more than a few trivial things.”