Sevilla hugged herself tightly with her hands, as if she could get a little comfort and warmth from the bone-chilling cold.
Pray to the Lord of the Sun, and get permission to live on that rich and rich ship in the sky-this is not the end, but just the beginning.
Although they have escaped the fate of being exposed to the wind and the sun, being chased and devoured by natural disasters and monsters, and may never open their eyes the next day after falling asleep, this family is still weak.
The city in the sky was originally not a place suitable for living. The ark floating in the sky and the isolated island were isolated from the world. It was a yacht and a back garden for only one person. That being the case, naturally there is no need to consider whether it is suitable for survival, as long as it looks good.
Therefore, this family found that they did not get a better life because they went to the sky-although it is true that they no longer have to worry about encountering danger, natural disasters and enemies, but they also lost the resources needed for survival at the same time.
After hundreds of years of struggling like this, finally someone in this family couldn't stand it anymore.
If they can be like many races, they can not only obtain the energy necessary for survival from food, but can directly absorb elements from the surrounding air to supply their own needs.
But in that case, they must first be able to absorb elements and store magic power-like other races.
And only the gods can do this.
So, after hundreds of years, people of this clan once again knelt in front of the Lord of Lieyang. "Please help us." They said, "Please show us your mercy." "Please let us be your subjects, so that we can receive protection and grace." But this time, the Lord of the Riding Sun did not immediately agree.
"That's not what I'm supposed to be doing," he said.
Blood Moon and Lie Yang were born together with the world, and even "formed" far earlier than the world. When the entire continent and the ocean surrounding it were still in chaos, they were already hanging high above the sky.
The sun is not close to any race, any being or individual other than the moon.
The rejection from the gods was so indifferent and without discussion, but the patriarch of this clan in this generation is really a smart person.
He didn't dare to reconcile this conversation to end here, but racked his brains to find a hope and a future for his family.
"Please believe me," he said, "we are not asking you for this grace shamelessly...we will definitely repay you as much as possible."
"We will be your hands, your eyes, do everything on this continent instead of you. We will be your most loyal followers and servants, and make the world what you need, as long as you give us a chance." These are not just words to please the gods.
One of the reasons why this family is able to survive and pass on to this day with such a weak body and without any ability to support it is that they have extremely strong hands-on ability.
The first to invent tools and the first to improve weapons. Perhaps it is to compensate for their inability to touch and feel the elements and magic power at all. God gave this family a strong affinity for "tools" at the beginning of their birth.
If they had access to magic power, they might have already researched magic props that were driven by magic power, or could be used without magic power, pushing everything into a new era.
This was not a reason to impress the Lord of Lieyang, but he didn't know which point of his words touched the god of the day, but the other party really responded after being silent.
"I can satisfy your demands and give you strength. But it is not me who pays the price for this strength, but you yourself."
He said.
"What are you going to use as a price to exchange with the world?"
There are not many things that this family can offer.
So in the end, they decided to dedicate their "talent" as a bargaining chip placed in the first section of the scale. The Lord of the Sun made a pact with them.
He will bestow blessings on them, and Sky City will also be able to open part of it for this family to survive. In contrast, as long as there is even one member of this family that exists in this world for a day, they must fulfill the content of this contract and find someone for the Lord of Lieyang.
This person doesn't know how tall, short, fat or thin, how old he is, or even his appearance or name.
"I will leave a mark of light on your body." The Lord of the Sun said, "When you see her, I will be able to perceive it."
The family was grateful.
It doesn't matter what they were called in the past, from now on, they are the family of the gods. He is Lie Yang's most loyal supporter and believer.
For thousands of years, time flies like a white horse, passing through the fingers. More races began to be born in this world, such as sea monsters, elves, goblins, dragons, orcs...
They all have innate strength and physique. Apart from rights, they are too uncompetitive compared with these races in the ancient past.
They have been buried in the depths of time. They don't know that in the ancient times, they shouldn't have the favor of the light element, just like the Lord of the Sun has nothing to do with them, and he doesn't have any blessings. their duties and obligations.
They prayed to the gods.
Want to have more power.
want to own more land.
Wanting to... own the world.
Our great god, the master we believe in, the sun we rely on and rely on, please give us such power.
This time, the Lord of Lieyang refused.
This has nothing to do with survival, let alone their contract. The gods are not omnipotent wishing machines, and there is no need to pay for all prayers.
How could you reject us? Aren't you our god? Shouldn't you... fulfill all our wishes?
The seeds of resentment were sown.
The devil turned into a snake and appeared silently. He bewitched with words, watered with venom and cultivated the buds of evil. The buds grow lush and lush, and finally become a towering tree.
If you can steal the authority of the gods...
If you can get the power of the gods...
Such thoughts took root in my heart, growing wildly like weeds, and finally one day, the devil held the hand of the greedy ghost and stabbed the butcher knife into the heart of God . And it wasn't until the devil laughed and disappeared from the spot that the greedy beast finally realized what he had done.
Things have happened, and there is no way to go back to the past. If the dagger is pulled out now and the Lord of the Sun is revived, will his family be turned into ashes under the sun? God was dragged from the detective and fell into this messy and dirty world. He was originally waiting for the moon in the sky full of joy, but he never expected that there would be today's troubles due to the momentary pity back then.
Sorry, Andrina.
Maybe there is no way to stay by your side as promised, so that you can see me the first time you open your eyes.
The dagger sealed the sun, and the Lord of the Sun was suppressed at the bottom of the sky city. The flow of his blood has become the energy needed to support the remote rotation of the artifact after losing its owner. They ate the flesh and blood of the gods, and after paying countless deaths, they finally tried to grab a part of the authority of the sky, and this power was carefully passed on.
The previous high priest died, passing power and authority to the chosen successor.
The last one-winged protoss who contained the flesh and blood of the gods did not die, but domesticated the power and grew an extra wing. When he died, he would leave a feather, and the other protoss was refining the feathers. After being accommodated in oneself, one can grasp this price with the least cost.
This is an evil deed that cannot be announced to the public. This secret sin is only passed down and known among the high priests.
For hundreds of thousands of years, an unknown number of people have come and gone in the main hall of the Priesthood, and even with the long and long lifespan of the Protoss, the Chief Priest has changed several generations. But no one will resist. No one will send the sun back into the sky. They have had this power and glory for so long that they have been unable to strip it from themselves. ——Then let the gods "slumber" forever at the bottom of the Sky City. If you don't listen, don't speak, and don't speak, it can be regarded as absence.
Whether it's guilt or frankness, this is the crime of this family, no one is innocent, and no one can escape.
They will struggle, they will leave words of repentance on the stone wall, there will be people like Asachel who dare not forget all the time, and there will be people like Sariel who don't care about it and regard it as ordinary: but so what ? The result never changed.
Suriel ate another piece of flesh in Sariel's hand, and when the seventh wing spread out from behind him, he also fully understood why Sevilla was crying and showing such an expression.
But they can't do anything.
Also does nothing.
There was a smile on the corner of Sariye's lips, and the magical light on his fingertips lit up, and then the young man placed the flower crowns on the heads of the boy and the girl respectively.
"Okay, welcome to our new chief priest." He smiled, "Be happy? I don't want to see the same dead face as Azazel." "That's really... hypocrisy It's ridiculous."
After Suriel and Sevilla's brother and sister completed the "winging" ceremony, the purpose of this trip has been announced, and there is no reason to continue to stay here. They closed the coffin, left one by one, the passage was closed again, and everything seemed as if nothing had happened.
After a long, long time, there was a slight fluctuation in the side space, and then the girl with moon-blue hair came out stepping on the ripples in the space.
She nimbly came to the side of the coffin, pushed open the lid without much effort, looked at the young man inside, and finally let out a long sigh. "I didn't expect to meet you in this way." The girl said.
"It's so embarrassing, Samuel."
Of course, the young man lying in the coffin couldn't respond. His eyes were closed and his expression was calm, like the Sleeping Beauty in a fairy tale.
Jiang Qi stretched out her hand, trying to pull out the dagger. The process was very easy and without any hindrance
But Sleeping Beauty doesn't look like she's waking up.
Jiang Qi clicked her tongue a little irritably, and then sent a magic communication. [Konit? Locate my target, come and pick me up. 】