After that, Tyrion recounted his experience.
"Iru was so strong, how did you escape?" Cersei asked in disbelief.
"Iru was strong, but she was not weak either. She even deliberately …"
Tyrion thought for a moment before saying, "When the universe dies naturally, the last theme of the great movement begins.
All the living beings that existed in the first subspace were part of the chorus.
When they finished singing their part of the music, they turned into a message and merged into the black hole at the center of the universe. The entire universe was collapsing towards one point.
The message was recorded in the black hole, and the consciousness became a brand new thought of Iru. "
"What a great move by Iru!" At this point, the dwarf could not help but exclaim, "All living beings were born from Iru, and will return to Iru in the end.
In the end, the most ordinary mortal was no different from Manwyl, the ruler of the gods of Welinor.
The so-called heroes and demons, whether they lived a glorious life or were cursed by thousands of generations, they were all meaningless.
They were all the same, they only provided Iru with a different way of thinking.
Just like a candy and a pepper, the candy and the pepper thought they were completely different from each other, but in the eyes of the customer, they only provided him with a different taste for a split second.
There was no difference between a hero and a demon king to Yi Rong.
Compared to the Seven Gods Great World and the first subspace, we should be thankful.
Compared to Yi Ru, my younger sister is much more humane.
Oh, before she left, she did not forget to help Mirko, Søren, and the other old friends out of their misery … Although there was some suspicion of revenge, at least she gave them an independent personality and an unpredictable future. "
Cersei was in a daze for a moment before asking softly, "She brought so many people with her, but Iru did not stop her?"
"Uh, I had already turned into a message and was recorded by the black hole. I do not know the exact process, but I vaguely felt …"
Tyrion rubbed his nose, looking a little embarrassed.
"There seemed to be dozens of halos around her, and four swords that roared like Megalosaurus. They should be the four dragons other than Blackie.
She was like a beam of destructive light that suddenly jumped into the choir of the Grand Symphony of Armageddon. The endless suction took away a large piece of it … It was like using a large spoon to dig out a large piece of fruit cream cake.
I only heard Yiru's angry roar. Later, she told me that after she successfully stole the chicken, she couldn't resist the urge to fight with Yiru.
The battle between the two of them shattered seven or eight worlds nearby.
It even alarmed the nearby realms, and a few more Creation Gods joined the chaotic battle. It's very tragic! "
"You're back? Does that mean she's won? Defeated a group of Gods of Creation?" Cersei asked in surprise.
Tyrion sighed. "In terms of overall strength and understanding of the First Flame, she's definitely not as good as I am, but in terms of understanding of black holes and destruction, she's most likely better than I am.
Most importantly, she was very good at running.
She had developed the Ancient Blood of the Elves to its limits. Traveling through time and space was like an instinct to her.
It's just like how those Creation Gods chased her through tens of thousands of worlds and lost her. "
"You're so lucky to have such a powerful backer. You've comprehended five Laws in one go," Cersei said enviously.
"You have no idea what I've sacrificed." Tyrion was a little agitated.
Cersei shook her head. "No matter the price, there are countless people willing to take your place.
The path of cultivation is so difficult!
Most of the time, you've paid an unimaginable price for nothing. "
Tyrion was stunned. He sighed. "That makes sense. You're looking for me this time because of Mirko? "
"Lahlo said that Mirko might take his position as Demon King," Cersei said.
"That's not a groundless worry. She's benefited greatly from Yiru. She's deciphered most of the secrets of the First Flame of Creation. Now, she's truly mastered the First Flame, and it might be a Level 2 First Flame. "
"There are levels to the First Flame?" Cersei was confused.
"A God of Creation might sound powerful and rare, but there are countless Gods of Creation in the universe. There are strong and weak Creation Gods, so there are naturally levels to the First Flame. "
"How powerful is a Level 2 First Flame?" Cersei murmured.
"It can create a thousand Seven Gods Worlds in one go."
Cersei was dumbfounded.
Tyrion looked at her deeply. "So, do you understand why she sent Mirko and Søren to hell?
Light and darkness, justice and evil, the balance must be maintained for the world to develop steadily.
Outside the universe, I'm not sure if she's an angel or a demon, but in the Seven Gods World, she's the Holy Mother!
The Holy Mother represents justice and light, and you Demon Kings added together can't even compare to a single strand of her hair. How can the balance be maintained?
Since you can't do it, let the Demon King who can do it take over.
Mirko and Søren are Yiru's Dark Wills.
To put it bluntly, they're just a part of Yiru. Their quality is even higher than Yiru's own. "
"Yiru is at least a Level 3 First Flame. Its level is high, but its combat power is somewhat lacking. It's a research-type Creation God, and my sister, she's …"
"War God!" the dwarf said in a low voice.
"Who's calling me?"
Ghost Messenger Graz 'dan heard someone calling "War God" from afar and looked over. "Brother Tyrion, you're looking for me?"
Tyrion was stunned for a moment before he recognized his old friend, "War God" Graz 'dan.
"Uh, it's not you …" He waved his hand awkwardly.
"…" War God left angrily.
The dwarf hurriedly called out, "Brother War God, when you're free, come to Sky Dragon Temple and have some tea with me!"
War God's eyebrows rose as he agreed.
After Graz 'dan left, Cersei was still in a daze. She mumbled, "Mirko is Yiru's Dark Wills, then he —"
"Eh, that's not right. Without Mirko and Søren, wouldn't the balance between good and evil be broken?" She was confused.
"That's why she took Mirko away to take revenge on Yiru. As long as she controls Mirko and Søren, she'll be able to reverse Yiru's Path of First Flame. "
"What about me and Lahlo?" Cersei asked anxiously.
"Let's compete fairly."
"We can't compete. Lahlo is too useless," Cersei complained.
"Then you can be the second and give the seventh floor to Mirko and Søren. You guys can go to the sixth floor."
"Your two fathers are on the seventh floor! Without me looking after them, who knows what Mirko and the other demons will do to them. "
"They …" Tyrion hesitated. "How are they?" “
"What else? They're tortured every day. They scream and curse at each other every day. When they think of you, they'll curse you loudly.
Now that they know you've mastered five Laws, they'll probably curse you even more for being unfilial. You're enjoying life while your father suffers in Hell. "
Cersei was gloating. She wagged her tail, and the heart-shaped meatball at the end of her tail was glowing pink.
Tyrion glared at her and said, "He's your father too."
"I've tried my best to take care of him! My father didn't scold me. Sometimes, he even gave me advice and taught me how to rule over the other Demon Kings.
During festivals, I'll give him a portion of my believers. But the Mad King is greedy. Hehehe … He'll curse you more and more. No one will burn money for him during festivals. "
"Sigh, I'll go check on them." The dwarf was about to leave.
"Wait, I'm not done yet." Cersei stopped him.
"I can't help you. Balancing the power of Heaven and Hell is the law of the world. Even the Seven Gods can't change it."
"If you don't suppress Mirko directly, can you introduce me to some benefits so that I can level up quickly … like you." Cersei's eyes were shining with anticipation.
"You want to go to the Otherworld too?" Tyrion looked at his bitch sister. She was so seductive. If she really went to the Otherworld, his cheap brother-in-law would probably be cheated on …
"Can you?" Cersei's seductive eyes woke him up.
"It's hard to work outside." He sighed.
"It's easy to stay at home, but there's no future."
"Your main body is still being tortured in Hell …" Tyrion really didn't want to be burdened by this burden.
"My sentence won't be reduced while I'm out."
Tyrion was helpless. He said vaguely, "I'll keep it in mind. I'll fight for you if there's an opportunity."
.....
On the way to the Seven Hells, Tyrion saw many familiar faces. Some of them were being tortured in fire or boiling oil. Some of them were managing the evil spirits as Reapers.
The dead spirits who were being tortured asked him for help. If he ignored them, they would curse him and curse him viciously.
The Reapers weren't that hostile. They would greet him excitedly when they saw him. He also greeted his old friends one by one.
Other than the evil spirits, there were many strange natives in Hell.
In the Ice Hell, the pale Other Ghosts looked at him coldly.
In the Endless Sea, he saw You Lun's giant octopus and the seductive siren with sharp teeth and claws.
"Hell's species have become so plentiful," he muttered.
In the distance, a sailboat was sailing quickly but silently. A familiar female voice smiled and said, "Every time the stars converge, there will be hellish creatures joining in. In the past few thousand years, from six to seven hundred years to a thousand years, there will be large-scale star converges."
As soon as she finished speaking, a white boat that seemed to be made of white bones stopped in front of him.
"Asha?!" Tyrion was surprised.
The woman in leather armor standing at the bow of the boat. Wasn't she the valiant female pirate?
"Hahaha, I knew it. My acquaintances will be surprised when they see me for the first time." Asha laughed.
"Didn't you go to Heaven?" He asked curiously.
Asha didn't even live past 120 years old. She had received an atonement scroll long ago and went to Heaven.
Asha waved at him. When he got on the deck, she said, "Heaven is too boring, especially for Tiemin.
Five thousand years ago, the Gray Sea King decided to reincarnate. His divinity and divine power were given to me.
A few years later, the Nether River was born in Hell, separating the sixth and seventh layers.
I thought it was an opportunity, so I applied to be a ferryman. "
"Nether River …" Tyrion lowered his head. As expected, he saw a vast black river of floating gray skeletons and vengeful spirits.
"Why is there the Nether River? I didn't see it in the first six layers of Hell. "He was puzzled.
"The Nether River is the blood vessel of Hell. It's still growing. One day, it will connect the entire seven layers of Hell, and even take root in the unpredictable abyss."
Asha approached him, bringing with her a cold aura. She whispered, "Hell is alive. It has life."
Tyrion was deep in thought. He pointed at the vengeful spirits in the river and said, "What's wrong with them?"
Asha's face was full of disdain. She said, "They are all oath-breakers. If they violate the Nether River Oath, they will be devoured by the Nether River.
As long as it's reasonable, there's a possibility of a holy oath being broken. However, the Nether River Oath can't be changed.
Humans who know this characteristic are more and more fond of swearing in the name of the Nether River, especially the evil contract that summons Hell's Devils.
They think that they can perfectly control Hell's Devils through the Nether River Oath, but they don't think that any oath is directed at both parties. "
When they reached the other side of the river, Asha even invited her old friends to her house.
On the cliff by the "sea", there was a dark castle shrouded in black smoke. It was very similar to Pike City in the world of the living. Burning human heads above the door were candles. Deformed and ugly Devils were male servants who specialized in manual labor.
The beautiful female Deviant Ghosts served as maids, serving their masters and guests.
There were also singers and poets who fell into Hell. They played musical instruments and babbled, playing beautiful music for them.
Other than Asha herself, her grandson, granddaughter-in-law, and several great-grandchildren lived with her.
"They are all reserve ferrymen of the Nether River. When the Nether River spreads to the upper six layers, they will need ferrymen to enter Hell or cross layers in Hell.
Some of them came down from Heaven, some are successful Wizards, and some have finished their sentences in Hell and came here to seek refuge with me. "Asha introduced them to the dumbstruck dwarf.
Tyrion's mouth twitched. "You Greyjoy monopolized the job of ferryman?"
"Sigh, this job of ferryman is hard and tiring, and there's not much profit. Other than us Tiemin, no one is willing to do it." Asha sighed as she asked the female servants to bring up plates of delicacies and jars of agar.
In a short while, the nearly 20-meter-long wooden table was filled with dishes.
There was roasted suckling pig, stewed beef brisket with tomatoes, baked snails with cream, red fish sashimi, steamed pork with preserved vegetables, braised five-flower …
Western, Chinese, other world delicacies, all kinds of dishes, more than a hundred.
The dwarf could not help but gulp. These dishes were all of the highest quality and the purest power of incense. They were the manifestation of the faith of the people. They were more delicious and "nutritious" than real delicacies.
"Where did you get so much power of incense?" he asked in shock.
Asha said casually, "It's fine if you're familiar with it, but of course you have to pay if you're unfamiliar with it.
If we meet a fat sheep, we'll increase the price when the boat reaches the center of the river. If they don't pay, we'll throw them into the river. Anyway, those who go to Hell are not good people.
Sometimes, we meet a dead person who swore an Oath of the River Styx wailing in the river. We'll smash his head with an oar and pick up his magic power, divinity, and magic device. These can be exchanged for a large amount of power of incense from the Messengers. "
Tyrion was stunned. Didn't you say it was hard and tiring, and there was no profit?
"Isn't this illegal?"
"This is Hell. The rules and laws of Hell are different from the secular world.
Think about it, there are so many True Gods in the world of the living. Why do you want to bring in Mirko to compete with Lahlo? "Asha said meaningfully.
"You know a lot." The dwarf was shocked.
"Hehe, we locals are not as talented as the geniuses of other worlds, but we have many connections!
Many angels, many True Gods, they're all my old friends. For example, you … For example, now, tell me about the upper universe! "Asha smiled proudly.
.....
After feasting at Asha's house and recounting his adventures, Tyrion waddled down to the depths of the Seventh Hell, his belly bulging, and his body swaying.
In the desolate desert, he saw Mirko using his magic power to raise a hill on the ground. He stood at the top of the hill and gave a speech loudly.
The dwarf did not go up to greet him. Mirko, Søren, and a large number of fallen Maias who had entered this world had their memories refreshed. They did not remember their old friend who had accompanied them for tens of billions of years.
.....
It was not that the more vicious one was when they were alive, the stronger one would be when they fell into Hell after death. It was also not that the stronger one was, the better one's life in Hell.
Hell was essentially a place of sin, pain, and punishment.
The more evil one was when they were alive, the more painful their life in Hell would be.
The stronger one was, the greater the shackles of Hell.
Even the Mad King and Rega were no exception.
In a long row of caves in the prison, Tyrion met his father, brother, and adoptive father again.
"Where have you been all these years? Where's the incense? Where's the merit?" Second Brother Wei shouted from afar.
"Get lost. I won't give you any incense." The Mad King scolded his son and shouted at the dwarf, "You've earned a lot of merit in the outside world, haven't you? Give it all to me, give it all to me. Hell is too bitter, I can't take it anymore. "
They were not burned by fire or fried in oil. Instead, they were locked in a dry cave of a hundred square meters. Their necks and ankles were tied with a Chain of Pain.
Like a data cable, the Chain of Pain transmitted all the punishments and pain in the world to them in turn. This included but was not limited to the pain and sin they had inflicted on others when they were alive. Now, it had multiplied by several times.
Year after year, it never stopped.
This was a special treatment given to them by Danny. The pain was no less than the others, but they did not have to show their faces in public. They barely managed to retain some dignity.
Uh, the main thing was that they did not want her to lose face.
Among the three of them, only Rega's performance was better. He could still maintain the elegance and etiquette of a crown prince. He squeezed out a smile on his pale face.
"Tyrion, where have you been all these years? Have you been well? "
"There has been wind and rain, but there have also been gains. I've become a true god now." As he spoke, Tyrion secretly glanced at the stone prison opposite him. Tywin's father was sitting cross-legged and was also looking at him quietly.
He was expressionless. Did he feel proud of his achievements?
As soon as their eyes met, Tyrion inexplicably withdrew his gaze timidly.
"What's the use of being a true god? That unfilial daughter is a Deity King! Quick, take it out. How much merit? How much incense? I only want merit. I only want to be free! "The Mad King's face was filled with madness.
Tyrion shook his head. "There's no merit. How can there be merit after robbing someone else's God of Creation?"
Following the will of the heavens in the other world could also earn merit, just like how "Mad Prince" Brandon sought the help of the Child of Destiny back then.
However, Tyrion definitely could not get merit from Yi Ru.
"Thousands of years, no merit at all?" Second Brother Wei's handsome face twisted into an evil spirit.
Tyrion sighed inwardly. He now understood why his sister did not show mercy to these people outside the law.
Some people deserved to go to hell!
"Robbing a God of Creation? There should be a lot of benefits, right? Give me some of the profits, "the Mad King shouted.
"The Song of Laws and divinity cannot help you relieve your pain," Tyrion said.
"I want to be a demon king. I want to be like Demon Cersei and derive joy from looking down on all demons.
Give me the laws and let me be crowned as a king. I will build a new iron throne with bones! "
Although the Mad King was crazy, he was not stupid.
Second Brother Wei's eyes glowed. He shouted excitedly, "Dear Brother Tyrion, give me a law. I want to be a demon king too."
The word "brother" gave Tyrion goosebumps.
"Once you become a demon king, you will never be free," Rega advised.
The Mad King pointed at Tyrion and cursed. "Relying on this unfilial son, I will never be free. I might as well sink completely. There will at least be some joy."
After scolding Tyrion, he began to scold his eldest son as usual. "I must have been blind to think that you were the savior and put all my hope on you.
If I had handed you over to Stark and Robert, they would definitely not have rebelled immediately. Then, I would have focused on raising my unfilial daughter … After the dragon hatches, who would dare to rebel against me? Now, I am most likely the savior of the world. "
Rega said bitterly, "To be honest, I wish that you would not put your hopes on me. I can't take it!"
"Hehehe …" After watching the Mad King's performance, Tywin could not help but chuckle softly.
The two of them had been friends for decades when they were alive and thousands of years after they died. The Mad King immediately understood the reason behind his laughter.
"Are you laughing at me? Hahaha, you old bastard, you helped me raise my son for nothing. Hahaha, you were shot in the crotch by my own son. Hahaha, you killed my whole family, and the Deviants destroyed the entire Casterly Rock City for me. Hahaha … "
Tywin's old face began to twist.
"Heh, heh, heh …" Someone in the cell laughed again.
Tyrion took a closer look and saw that it was an old acquaintance. It was Whore Sister's ex-husband, the "Wild Boar Killer" Robert.
"This idiot still has the face to laugh. None of the three children are his. In the end, even the Bella Theon family disappeared from the Westeros." Second Brother Wei mocked.
Robert's face turned red. His eyes were spitting fire, but he was speechless.
"You're stronger than him? If you had been honest, you could have won with the Divine King's sister, but you had to be a devil and sent yourself to the seventh level of hell. "In the cell next to Robert, an old man sneered.
It was another old acquaintance. Robert's good foster father, Jon Ayrin.
He was a good foster father, yes.
But he also betrayed the oath he made to the Mad King, so he went to hell.
The Mad King glared at him and mocked, "How are you better than my son? You always have to stick your neck out. Stark was urged by the scholar to rebel against me, but I didn't even want to talk to you. You just had to get involved … May I ask, where is Ayrin in the valley now? "
The best foster father of the Seven Kingdoms was silent with a sad expression.
"Good father …" Second Brother Wei murmured emotionally.
"No matter what happens now, at least we were once glorious. In the history of the Westeros, there will always be a place for Theon Bella."
Erlu could not hold it in anymore. He wanted to stand with his elder brother against a common enemy.
"You were beaten to a pulp by me, the Emperor. What glory do you have? If I had lived for a few more decades, I would have slaughtered Highcourt Tyrell first, and then joined forces with the Dragon Queen to fight against the ghosts. Who knows, there might still be a lion sitting on the Iron Throne right now. "Emperor Joffrey chuckled from another cell.
"Forget it. You're just a bastard who can't even get hard. Who in the Seven Kingdoms will listen to you?" Old Rose mocked.
Joffrey wanted to argue, but Tywin glared at him and said, "You're just a lonely soul without any children. You can't even take in a single breath of incense. You're the son of the Sword God and the Devil Queen. Why are you wasting your breath on her?"
Old Rose's smile froze. Her eyes were filled with sorrow.
"Sigh, it's been a few thousand years. What's there to argue about? In our generation or two, other than that bastard Daolang, who else met a good end? "Horst Tully sighed.
He was the Duke of Riverrun City who had no male children and had his grandson inherit the family name.
When he said that, all the ghosts fell silent.
Wasn't that right?
Including the royal territory and the Iron Islands, there were a total of nine families in the Westeros.
However, other than Daolang's son Martell, Stark, Ayrin, Theon Bella, Tully, Lannister, Targaryen, Tyrell, and Greyjoy had almost no children or even completely no children.
The number of family leaders and clansmen who went to hell was even more numerous.
After a long while, Tywin sighed. "I completely understand Daolang's character. It's not that he doesn't want to do anything, but he's too cautious. If he's too cautious, he'll miss' good opportunities' time and time again.
If he was slightly more decisive, he wouldn't even be able to reincarnate, let alone live a long life and live a carefree life as a god. He'd definitely be like us now, imprisoned for his crimes and unable to turn the tables. "
"In the end, it's the game of power that harms people. If I could go back in time, I'd definitely be a good lord, treat the people well, be loyal to the king, and believe in the Holy Mother. "Duke Tully sighed.
* Rumble — *
Without any warning, hell shook like a sieve. The sky cracked open and closed. Flames and purple lightning flashed in the cracks.
At this moment, the Great Dao seemed to be crying in sorrow and joy.
The ghosts were confused and did not know what was going on.
Tyrion was shocked and doubtful. He sank his consciousness into the Sea of Laws.
After a while, he exclaimed, "She's transforming into the Way!"
"What?" Rega said in confusion. "I seem to hear the Megalosaurus crying in sorrow."
"You can hear it?" Tyrion was shocked and smiled bitterly. "You didn't hear it wrong. Our God of Creation is dying."
"What?" The Mad King jumped three feet high and almost broke free from the Chain of Pain.
"Don't be agitated. This isn't an accident. Her death is different from your understanding of death. She's probably leaving."
"What's different? Where is she going? "Rega approached the prison door and asked worriedly.
"The one who died is God King Danny Rize of the Great Seven Gods World, but Dao Seeker Danny Rize obtained great freedom," Tyrion said.
"Unfilial son, speak clearly!" The Mad King shouted.
"To put it simply, she can't get anything from this world. Cutting off all ties with it will make it easier for her to integrate into other worlds, higher and more wondrous worlds, worlds that can benefit her greatly."
"Cutting off all ties with the world …" The Mad King was stunned. He roared, "What about me? I'm her father, but I didn't get any benefits. She only came to see me a few times in all these years. How can she cut off all ties!? "
"Sigh, even if she doesn't leave, she won't give you any benefits. Also, cutting off ties doesn't mean we won't see each other again.
I'll go out and take a look. I'll visit you another day. "
Tyrion said this and disappeared from the Seven Hells.
In the Nine Heavens, Danny was saying goodbye to her six children.
Yes, five dragon babies and one cheap son.
"This world is like a box. It can't contain me at this level. Rega, you're the Sun God. I'll leave the Light of Creation to you. "
Danny's body became partially transparent, about one-fiftieth of her body.
Rega's body shone brightly, and his aura increased.
His aura was so strong that it far surpassed the total number of True Gods in the Seven Gods World.
"Mother …" His eyes were filled with tears, and he couldn't speak.
Danny sighed and turned to the five children. "You're not talented enough. I can only give you more inheritance."
Her body became partially transparent again. The songs of the four elements were given to Little White, Little Green, Little Red, and Little Gold. There were also forty thousand choruses, ten thousand for each dragon.
"The Great Path is endless. A mere ten thousand songs of the Laws is only the starting point for the God of Creation. Work harder in the future."
Tyrion and the Targaryens, who had rushed over, felt their mouths twitch.
Even Rega stopped crying. He looked at the Megalosaurus brothers in a daze.
"Blackie, you're the boss. You have to take on the responsibility of the Eldest Son." Danny gave him all the remaining power.
A complete Path of First Flame, a complete Path of Spacetime, the Path of Slaughter that was comprehended from the Four Celestial Slaying Swords, and the Path of Abyss (Black Hole) that was close to First Flame.
Danny was really clean. There was nothing left. Even her body and thought waves had completely disappeared.
However, her voice came from beyond time. "White Knights, Blood Guards, hear me!"
Barristan, Bran, and the others hurriedly stepped out.
"The sacred oath will never be broken! I hope that you will continue to walk with me. "
"This is our highest honor." Their voices were trembling.
At this moment, they felt more at ease than ever. They also felt happier and more satisfied than ever.
"Before I return, you will be the guards of the Seven Gods Great World," Danny said gently.
"Understood!" They looked at each other and smiled. They retreated briskly.
"I'm leaving. You … take care.
"Mother!" The five Megalosaurus wailed together. The world shook.
.....
The year that Danny left was also the year that the Song of Ice and Fire world left the lower universe and entered the upper universe again.
It was also because of entering the upper universe that the five Megalosaurus could be reunited.
About 2,000 years later, the Holy Mother of Faith found Bran and said, "Do you see it?"
"You mean, the shadow of the world?" Bran was uncertain.
Ever since he changed Robb's fate and touched the timeline, Danny took away his power to enter the River of Time.
Now he could vaguely see the reflection of a world under the "river," but he could not be sure what it represented.
"It's not a shadow. It's the Seven Gods Great World 2,000 years ago," the Holy Mother said.
"I don't quite understand."
The Holy Mother thought for a while and said, "Have you ever tried to use a wooden bucket to draw water from a well? The bucket would be lowered, filled with water, and lifted up again to complete a water draw.
If there was a gecko on the wall of the well, it could see the bucket pass by twice in the process, go down, and come up.
Now, we are in the gecko's perspective, standing on the river, and seeing the other side of the river, another Seven Gods Great World passing by us. "
Bran thought for a while, but then frowned and asked, "If the world is the bucket, and the rise and fall of the world is equivalent to the bucket rising and falling in the well, then, who is the gecko?
Without the observation of the gecko, how can we see the reflection now? "
"Who do you think is qualified to be the gecko?" The Holy Mother of Faith sighed like a human.
"I don't understand the purpose of this. Could it be that her future self chose the best path for her past self?" Bran asked.
"If she had mastered the Level One First Flame, she might have done that, but at a higher level … Do you think she only mastered the Level One First Flame now?"
"She went to the endless cold abyss to pursue the source of the white frost, I'm afraid … her level must be beyond our imagination." Bran the White Knight said bitterly.
"No, you can still imagine … the past can't be changed, the past can be changed, which is more beneficial to her."
"Of course the past, but-" Bran was stunned before he could finish his sentence.
"No! Only the losers want to change the past, she is the big winner, the past never being changed is the best for her. "He muttered.
"But the past has been changed!" He held his head and howled.
The Holy Mother took out a rope, tied one knot after another, and then cut the rope twice, the knotted part fell and burned into nothingness.
Then, she gently wiped the two broken pieces of rope, and reconnected them into a perfect rope without knots.
"Do you understand? The past can't be changed, the past can be changed, neither is the best choice for her. Whatever she wants, she will do, that is the best for her. "
The Holy Mother held up the rope for him to see, "When change is beneficial to her, she will change, when the process and the ending are good, she will make it irreversible."
Bran's mouth twitched a few times, but he couldn't refute.
"After today, the world will completely lose the history of falling into the bottom of the universe.
That time period, like the knot, was cut and destroyed.
The break point was two thousand years ago, when we first entered the upper universe. "The Holy Mother said.
Bran murmured, "In other words, 'The Long Night — the eve of the Battle of Smoke Sea — you saved the world at the critical point of falling into the bottom of the universe', that is the 'true' timeline of our world."
"Yes, in the future, we will enter the top universe and meet the powerful gods of creation, when they observe our world, they will see this timeline.
The Song of Ice and Fire, from the next moment, will never appear.
But I … "
At this point, the believer hesitated for a while, then sighed, "I have feelings … I see, I am the god of creation.
As the god of creation of the Seven Gods Great World, how can I not have feelings?
She disappeared, completely disappeared from existence and time. "
"She said, she will come back for us. She will never break her sacred oath! "Bran said excitedly.
"Of course she will come back, she only cut off the karma with the Seven Gods Great World, you will still know her as her white knight, your history with her will always be there." The believer said sadly.
— — Only it, completely cut off from her.
"I don't understand …" Bran murmured.
"Do you know the transmigrator? She is not a native of the Seven Gods Great World, but a transmigrator from Earth.
She replaced Danny Rize at that point in time, and that is how you came into contact with her.
And before she transmigrated, the Seven Gods already existed.
Think carefully, didn't Danny Rize first call herself the child of the Seven Gods, and until the end of the Long Night, she was the spokesperson of the Seven Gods? "
"She …" Bran held his forehead, his mind in a mess.
"It seems so, but —" He didn't know how to say it.
"This is history, this is the truth! Because I am indeed the Creator, and I was the one who helped her end the Long Night. "The believer, the Holy Mother, said faintly.
Countless years ago, the Seven Gods appeared, and discussed with the old fish Liang Mu, and taught humans to believe in themselves … But it wasn't until a few years before the Long Night that Danny transmigrated.
"But, I remember — — could it be that my memory has been altered?" Bran said in a low voice.
"No, your memory has not changed." The Holy Mother opened her palm, and a bright flame rose in front of Bran's eyes.
"This is …" Bran was mesmerized, and stared at the orange flame in a daze, as if he could see the entire world inside.
"Give it to Danny Rize." The Holy Mother said.
"What?" Bran was confused.
"Give it to Danny Rize '2,000 years ago', let her survive the Smoke Sea crisis, and use this flame to reforge the world." The Holy Mother said.
"Why me?" Bran mumbled.
"Because 2,000 years ago, you owed Danny Rize your life, so you are the one who received the flame; because you made a mistake, and tried to use my power to change the past (Robb's incident), so I punished you, and ordered you to send the flame to the past."
"This karma sequence …" Bran's mind was in a mess.
"A complete karma is a closed circle, can you tell the beginning and end of the circle? A circle has no beginning and end. "The Holy Mother said faintly.
Bran tried to grasp the last bit of "clarity" in his mind, and asked loudly, "What about the True Gods from the lower universes?"
The Holy Mother pointed at the sky, and said faintly, "Why does the Seven Gods Great World have the word 'Great'?
Because in the Astral World, every star represents a small world, and small worlds can also give birth to True Gods.
The so-called other worlds are all misconceptions and illusions of mortals, they are only worlds in Middle Earth, but they have always been a part of the Seven Gods Great World.
Don't believe it?
The Origin of the First Flame can testify.
Those worlds are like different fruits on a big tree, but in the end, they were born from the same First Flame, which is the one in your hand. "
Bran was speechless.
In the next instant, karma formed a closed circle, and he began to instinctively accept the "truth" of history.
(End!)
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