Reader: Tofu dregs are not acceptable.
Before Du Ze could think more about it, Garland was already moving toward the "understanding" square. It seemed that he really intended to destroy the wheel of time.
– It is the only thing that has a direct relationship with the God of Creation.
With only one thought left in his mind, Du Ze reflexively stepped forward and chased after Garland. Seeing Du Ze's actions, Xiu, who was in the middle of the square, opened his amber eyes wide. He quickly stood up and trotted to keep up with Du Ze. This made Garland unhappy. He was going to destroy the wheel of time to prevent Xiu from coming into contact with it. The Pygmy Master God jumped twice, his fingers drawing a line between himself and Xiu like a conductor. A gust of wind blew and Garland's red and black clown hat swayed, as if something invisible had brushed past him.
“！”
Xiu froze. He looked very awkward, his hands clinging to his sides as if tied up by invisible ropes. Xiu frowned and his small face wrinkled. "Let me go."
Garland made a face at Xiu and said in a light tone, as if joking with a good friend: "I'll let you go after I get rid of the hidden danger."
Garland's target was only Xiu, so Du Ze could still move freely. Some stupid, cute person was startled by this series of changes. He was just about to walk toward the immobile Xiu, but the footsteps of the gnome god behind him were almost gone in an instant. Du Ze looked back only to see the little figure disappear at the end of the street.
"Du Ze!"
Hearing Xiu's shout, Du Ze found himself walking a few steps in the direction that Garland had gone. Instead of stopping, Du Ze gritted his teeth and ran faster toward the "understanding" square, leaving Xiu's call far behind him.
"Du Ze –"
I'm sorry, Lord Moe! This young man believes that the gnome god will not hurt you! This may be the only chance to find the God of Creation –
Du Ze's heart was beating violently. He didn't know whether it was because of running or because of what was about to happen. His memory had never been as clear as this moment. At that time, Xiu was locked up in the Gate of Wisdom to learn forging. He was led by Old John to the "understanding" square and vaguely learned the reason for the disappearance of the gnomes. Because of a certain clown group's stupidity, he was drawn into the Wheel of Time, and then …
Darkness, sound, and an hourglass were all he saw in the Wheel of Time.
Du Ze opened his mouth slightly and took a deep breath, but like a fish out of water, he felt suffocated.
The Pygmy Lord God said: The Wheel of Time was given by the God of Creation.
The intense ringing in his ears echoed in his brain, hissing and whispering one thing: the one who spoke to him in the dark … was the God of Creation.
The muffled, noisy, and strongly disrupted voice came from the God of Creation.
Could he make such a guess?
Du Ze's head buzzed as he tried to recall the memory of the voice. He had heard that intermittent voice more than once. When he was almost killed by the Flame Lord on the reverse side of the continent, he heard that voice for the first time. In the boundless, dream-like darkness, the other party's voice was blurry and noisy, like the signal from an old phone.
[… You … Why … Are you dying … Where are you …]
From the only two sentences, the other party seemed to care about his life and death, and seemed to be looking for him?
The second time he heard that voice was in the Wheel of Time in the Gnome Ruins.
[… Huh … Wheel of Time …] After a brief moment of surprise, the voice became quite happy: [I found you …]
The owner of the voice was looking for him, there was no doubt about this. If the other party was really the God of Creation, then the God of Creation had been looking for him? If this was the case, then the God of Creation in the past was looking for him, and now he was looking for the God of Creation. Du Ze felt ironic and funny, but at the same time he was at a loss – why was the God of Creation looking for him?
Did he find out that he was not a person of this world?
There was almost no gap. Du Ze thought of the last time he heard the voice. It was in the battle against the God of Light. He held the scepter of the God of Light and fell into a dark illusion.
[Do you know why you came to this world?]
Compared to the previous two noises, this time the voice was so clear that it seemed to be whispering in his ear, with a faint bewitching, almost inducing tone. The owner of the voice was looking for him, not only because he didn't belong to this world, but also because he knew why he came to this world. The other party seemed to be announcing to him that he knew something, but also seemed to be reminding him, emphasizing something.
Perhaps only by asking the voice face to face could he figure it out. Du Ze arrived at the "Understanding" square and looked at the huge Wheel of Time. His heart felt like it was about to jump out of his chest – he had finally found an important clue.
Garr, dressed in a clown costume, stood at the bottom of the Wheel of Time. He jumped a few times, as if he had stepped on some kind of mechanism. With Garr as the center, a circle of circular electric arcs spread along the grooves in the ground in all directions, and in an instant swept through every corner of the Gnome Ruins. The dazzling electric light suddenly bloomed, and the strong airflow blew Du Ze's hair and clothes backward, almost blowing away his headphones. Du Ze hurriedly pressed down on his ears, using his doujinshi to block the strong light that illuminated the whole square in pure white.
The white light gradually faded, and the "Understanding" square was in a mess. The documents and papers in the research room were flying everywhere, and many were burnt and destroyed. Garr looked up at the undamaged Golden Wheel. The first method had failed, but he wasn't discouraged. Garr stretched out his hand, ready to use another method, but was stopped by Du Ze.
"Stop!"
Garr looked at Du Ze, who was standing in front of him, and shook his head. The two small balls at the tip of his goat's horn collided with each other. "You can't stop me. I have to destroy the Wheel of Time. It's very dangerous for gnomes."
The golden ring of the Wheel of Time had a metallic luster, coldly reflecting Garr's sad expression.
"You want to know about Father, right?" The Gnome God pointed at the Wheel of Time, his voice full of exhaustion and pain. "Look, this is Father's gift to us."
"In the sixth era, we gnomes created a mechanical civilization. Father expressed his appreciation for this. He praised my people and sent the Wheel of Time to the gnomes. "Garr's voice became softer and softer. "My people were overjoyed, not only because of Father's praise, but also because the Wheel of Time was a divine artifact that came into contact with the laws of time. Through the Wheel of Time, the gnomes could finally study the laws of time.
"Everyone was curious about the mysterious and unpredictable time, and they studied it fanatically." Garr's voice was flat and flat, as if he was reading a funeral. "On the day they came into contact with the laws of time, the gnomes … were eliminated by the laws."
It was just like Old John's sigh when Du Ze asked about the reason for the disappearance of the gnomes. Sometimes, it's not a good thing to be too curious.
"Only the Gnome God in the Divine Realm escaped. It was then that I realized that some things can't be touched. Although it's disrespectful to Father to think this way, I still think that it would've been better if Father hadn't given the Wheel of Time to the gnomes. "
Garr's big eyes looked like they would burst into tears at the next moment, and his gaze toward the Wheel of Time was filled with deep sorrow.
"If that's the case, everyone wouldn't have … disappeared …"
Du Ze listened in a daze. Even though he had already guessed the reason for the disappearance of the gnomes, hearing the Gnome God say it in such detail still sent chills down his spine. The gnomes were very stubborn and curious. They were passionate about exploring the unknown and were very fanatical about their own research. Only a gnome like this could create such a glorious mechanical civilization. The God of Creation had used this to set a sweet trap for the gnomes.
Perhaps it could be said that the God of Creation had simply wanted to give a gift, but the gnomes had overestimated themselves, which led to their own destruction. Du Ze might have thought like this before knowing what had happened to the elves, but now Du Ze only had one feeling — should he say that the God of Creation was truly worthy of being the final boss? Everything that the God of Creation had done to the various races revealed a sense of malice. The gnomes had perished out of curiosity, the elves had fallen into despair because they had abandoned their feelings, and if the orcs had gone berserk, there were already three races that had fallen because of the God of Creation's "reward." No one knew the characteristics of the various races better than the God of Creation. Even Yi Ye Zhi Qiu had written that in order to obtain the gift, the eight races had paid a price to the God of Creation.
Now, it seemed that rather than saying that the eight races had paid a price for their character, it was better to say that they had created weaknesses for themselves …?
A sense of incongruity suddenly emerged. Du Ze felt that something was very wrong, but he couldn't tell what exactly was wrong. There was not enough time for him to think about it, as Garland, who was beside him, had already made his move again. The pygmy God of Creation bypassed Du Ze and reached out to press on the Wheel of Time. His fingers were covered in metal gloves, and upon closer inspection, he realized that they were all precision mechanical tools. At the seam between the golden hoop and the crystal plate, Garland dexterously moved his fingers, as if he was disassembling and separating the Wheel of Time.
Even though he knew Garland's difficulties, Du Ze still had to stop Garland from destroying the Wheel of Time. For him, the Wheel of Time was the only important clue he had.
"You can't —"
Garland glanced at Du Ze and stretched out his index finger. In an instant, Du Ze felt an invisible, long object wrap around his body. Before Du Ze could figure out what it was, the invisible object that was wrapped around him suddenly began to tremble violently. This strange phenomenon alarmed the pygmy God. Garland looked at Du Ze in surprise and uttered a single questioning sound, "Huh?"
All the gnomes were keen on creating different types of machinery, and they all had their own areas of expertise in machinery. Apart from being interested in invisibility, Garland also focused on the fusion of living creatures and machinery. The mechanical marionettes that were created would have mechanical characteristics and a certain level of thinking and judgment.
The bio-mechanical object that was entangling Du Ze seemed to be terrified to the extreme. It was like an octopus that had entangled its prey only to realize that it was its natural enemy, the conger eel. It lost control and flung Du Ze away with a "bam" — it was as swift and forceful as throwing away a grenade that was about to explode.
Seeing that Du Ze was about to crash into the Wheel of Time, with that kind of force, that black-haired human would be seriously injured even if he did not die. Garland hurriedly gave the order to capture Du Ze, but his bio-mechanical marionettes all stopped responding as if they had been intimidated.
“！”
With just a moment's missed opportunity, Du Ze crashed into the Wheel of Time — yes, crashed into it. Under Garland's shocked gaze, the Wheel of Time emitted a dazzling light and swallowed the black-haired young man once again.
Du Ze floated silently in the darkness. History was always strikingly similar. When the Moe Lord was trapped, he accidentally entered the Wheel of Time. Since he was already inside, Du Ze didn't think too much about it. He had to use this opportunity to talk to the owner of the Wheel of Time and find out the truth.
Surrounded by darkness, Du Ze hesitated about the unknown. Slowly but firmly, he called out to the darkness: "… God of Creation?"
Du Ze's voice was like a drop of water dripping into black ink, spreading out like ripples and eventually being absorbed by the darkness. There was no response from the surroundings. Du Ze was a little uneasy. Was his previous guess wrong? Du Ze was about to try again when a faint noise, like a breeze, suddenly reached his ears.
[…]
Du Ze held his breath because even the sound of breathing seemed to cover up the other party's words. The voice coming from the darkness was small and weak. If the signal before was bad, then this time it was a complete lack of power.
[… You … Can you hear me …]
Du Ze nodded subconsciously, but he didn't know if the other party could see him, so he softly said, "Hmm." He used a very low volume because the voice gave him the feeling that it would break at any moment and was in a precarious state.
"You are the God of Creation?"
[… Yes …]
Du Ze felt dizzy, as if he had been hit in the head with a stick. He had actually met the final boss – even a long time ago, he had already been in contact with the God of Creation.
The one who was talking to him in the darkness, looking for him, and knowing his identity, was really the God of Creation.
[… You …]
The voice in the darkness stopped for a moment, and Du Ze's heart skipped a beat. When the other party spoke again, his tone was very urgent, as if he was being chased by something and desperately trying to convey some important information to Du Ze.
[Hurry up …!]
Bang.
Du Ze looked blankly at Garland and the shattered crystal and gold on the ground – the wreckage of the Wheel of Time. Just at that moment, he returned from the illusory darkness to the reality of the Gnome Ruins.
Du Ze stood in the fragments of the Wheel of Time, his thoughts still lingering on the voice just now: the last sentence was obviously not finished. What did the God of Creation want to say to him?
Hurry up? Hurry up and find him? Hurry up and leave? Hurry up and move forward?
… I hate people who only say half of what they want. _ (; з 」 ∠) _
Obviously, he had obtained breakthrough information, but Du Ze felt even more aggrieved. The God of Creation's tone seemed to be very anxious, but some stupid Moe was even more anxious. The Moe Lord was about to pass the Gnome Quest, but so far he had only received vague information. Du Ze glanced at the fragments of the Wheel of Time. Artifacts also have a shelf life. The Wheel of Time was broken without warning, just like the Scepter of the God of Light. According to the existing information, it was entirely possible to infer that the Scepter of the God of Light was produced by the God of Creation.
Boss, your forging skill must not have been maxed out. Both artifacts were made of tofu. How could this be tolerated!
"Are you all right?"
Garr's shrill voice pulled Du Ze's attention back. The Gnome God stood opposite Du Ze, his big eyes staring at Du Ze with a strong sense of surprise. Du Ze finally calmed down from the excitement of seeing the God of Creation. The first thing he wanted to do now was not to think about the God of Creation, but to explain everything.
Whether it was to Garr … Du Ze looked at the big and small figures at the entrance of the square – or to explain to Xiu.
Xiu's body was covered with blood and the seven-star mechanical puppet stood silently behind him like a shadow. After stepping into the square, Xiu threw away the machine in his hand. The long machine fell to the ground with a thud. It was a biological machine shaped like a ribbon fish, and blood could be seen continuously flowing out from its broken mechanical surface. Realizing that the blood on Xiu's body was biological, Du Ze breathed a sigh of relief, but then he tensed up again – the Moe Lord had been staring at him, and his expression and eyes showed that he was angry.
Xiu stepped through the pool of blood and left a trail of small footprints. Because the paint used was fresh blood, the series of footprints presented a kind of chilling horror. Garr wanted to stop Xiu from approaching Du Ze, but just as he was about to move, Xiu's eyes froze the Gnome God in place.
Gnomes are a very stubborn race, but even stubbornness cannot describe the feelings in those cold and ruthless eyes.
Du Ze watched as Xiu walked up to him step by step. The gnome's face had no expression, which made him even more frightened. Xiu looked up at Du Ze. His amber eyes were so bright that it was hard to tell whether his eyes or the blood on his body was more beautiful.
"Don't leave my sight. You promised me, didn't you? "
Du Ze instinctively swallowed. Although his original intention was to help the Moe Lord, it was an indisputable fact that he abandoned the Moe Lord and ran away.
"I'm looking for the God of Creation. He has something to do with the wheel of time."
Xiu glanced at the fragments of the wheel of time around him. It was hard to describe his expression at that moment. It seemed to be filled with strong hatred, unwillingness, and anger.
"… For you, the God of Creation is more important than me?"
Du Ze immediately shook his head. He wanted to tell Xiu that he cared so much about the God of Creation because of him. But under invisible restrictions, Du Ze could not give the corresponding explanation. He could only vaguely say: "I only care about you."
"But you will abandon me because of the God of Creation." Like a child abandoned by his parents because of work, Xiu stubbornly asked: "If this happens again, you will still do the same thing, right?"
Du Ze could only be silent.
"Oh …"
Xiu laughed. Du Ze instinctively shuddered. That terrible killing intent would wake people up from their sleep. Obviously, Xiu's killing intent was not directed at him, but Du Ze still felt his scalp tingle.
"Give me your hand."
Xiu said to Du Ze. His voice was soft, but with a kind of hysterical sweetness.
"I'm going to make a chain and tie you up."
The author has something to say: I'm very sorry, QAQ rotten author. Today, when I was flipping through the outline, I found a very important sentence that I wrote incorrectly. I'll be revising it immediately.
It's just that the God of Creation's last sentence, "Don't", was changed to "Hurry up". I'm very sorry for the trouble caused to everyone.
Bad authors will try to update tomorrow to make amends.
***
There were still three days before the scheduled publication of "The Father" in traditional Chinese. The rotten author once again weakly announced that girls who wanted the physical book of "The Father" could consider taking a look. There was a discount during the scheduled period XD
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