Danny shook her head and smiled bitterly when she heard the Centaur maid's disdain for the Old God's Heaven. "The Door God wasn't wrong. He succeeded.
Before humans appeared, the Westeros were a paradise. It was a paradise where the children of the forest, the giants, the spirits of nature, and the strange creatures lived in harmony.
The children of the forest's real name was the people who sang the praises of the earth. They had always been singing the praises of the earth, but they didn't build a civilization for millions of years.
They didn't know how to smelt bronze, nor did they know how to grow wheat. They wore leaves woven from leaves, and relied on the most primitive harvesting, fishing, and hunting to survive.
They seemed to be an inferior race.
However, their intelligence and talents were superior to humans.
They couldn't build a civilization because they lived in a civilization called 'Heaven on Earth'.
A civilization built by the Door God. "
The Centaur maid was stunned. She didn't seem to understand.
Even Bran was shocked and puzzled. "It's strange for you to have such thoughts."
"You have doubts about the Door God's Heaven as well?" Danny asked with a smile.
The big crow hesitated for a moment before it nodded lightly.
"Your realm is still lacking. Let me ask you, what will the Seven Gods' Heaven look like in its final form?" Danny asked.
"This …" The big crow's pupils contracted. It muttered, "The current Heaven seems to be showing signs of becoming the Westeros from millions of years ago."
"The way of life and the structure of society are different, but it's not much different from the Door God's Heaven."
Danny had a complicated expression. She sighed and said, "If you hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have discovered this … embarrassing matter.
The Westeros were originally Heaven. It was only due to the invasion of foreign species that it became Hell.
The Holy Spirits of Heaven were all killed, and devils took over. The devils' residence is, of course, Hell.
To the people who sang the praises of the earth, humans who were born with original sin are devils. "
"This is also the thought of the Green Prophet who turned himself into the first generation of Deviant Ghosts. I didn't quite understand it before.
Now that you've said it, they've become the Holy Seiyas who defended the God Nation, and we, the Three-Eyed Crows, have become traitors, "Bran said bitterly.
"It's a bit ironic, but that's the truth," Danny said disapprovingly. "There's no right or wrong in this matter. It's just that we have different standpoints.
Even if the Green Prophet killed all of his ancestors, would the Other Ghosts allow the Westeros to continue their 'heavenly' lives? "
Bran shook his head and asked, "What's with the weirwood in Meereen?"
"It's the tree trunk that I cut off in the Sanctuary. He had originally planned to use it to make a scabbard and a staff, but after seeing that it didn't wither for a long time, he put it in the backyard and raised it.
I don't know why, but after the worshippers of the old gods paid their respects, they suddenly sprouted, and then … "
Speaking of this, Danny's expression became a little strange. "You know, Door God left all of his inheritance to me, including a part of his incomplete life imprint.
The life imprint absorbed the talent in his' space-time 'talent, leaving behind a portion of the life imprint residue (PS: Chapter 753). "
Bran seemed to have understood something and said with a complicated tone, "Your talent of creating life from fire is really terrifying! To the gods, the life imprint is only a name, and no one has really seen it.
It's just a concept of nothingness, but it really exists.
Just like how ordinary people can't see the souls of the dead in the world of the dead, other creatures can't come into contact with it. But not only can you see it, you can even make limited edits to it. "
Danny said regretfully, "Door God's life imprint is too incomplete. I tried to burn it with fire, trying to burn it into an elemental tree, but it failed."
"When the Mother God's root and trunk were split in half, half of the life imprint was also missing. And eight thousand years ago, it really died, and the life imprint has been dissipating, so it must be even more incomplete now. "
"But, I really can't imagine, you even burned the Mother God …" Bran said bitterly.
Danny was also a little embarrassed and argued, "I didn't desecrate Door God's body, I just wanted to save it and give it a new life."
If the Door God could be burned into an elemental weirwood, how powerful would it be?
How awe-inspiring would the Danny Bodhisattva who held the weirwood look if she put the weirwood in a jade bottle?
"Has the life imprint fused with the weirwood's trunk?" Bran asked.
"Yes, it's too incomplete, and I can't burn it into an elemental tree with an independent life. I can only fuse it with the weirwood.
I can't sense the new life imprint after the fusion, so I just put it in the backyard and let it grow wild. It can also be considered a kind of new life! "
The big crow's red eyes flickered with excitement, and it asked anxiously, "Is the weirwood connected to the River of Time?"
"Are you talking about the memories of observing the tree?" Danny asked.
"How can a tree have any memories?" Bran smiled bitterly. "The Mother God's natural talent is time. The three-eyed crow's consciousness entered the trunk to observe the past and future along the timeline, and it has nothing to do with memories.
It's just like when your father burned my uncle and grandfather in the Red Fort. It happened in the imperial court, so how could there be any trees around it?
The nearest tree was in the divine forest several hundred meters away, but I still saw the whole process through the tree's roots.
Then, you saw me, do you still remember? "
Danny nodded.
She had once entered the tree's roots to observe the tree's memories. It was in the sanctuary, and she had just eaten the weirwood seeds.
When her consciousness entered the tree's roots, she saw many scenes, including the Red Fort's Tragedy. When it was over, she met Bran, and her consciousness left the tree's roots and returned to the real world.
"Do you understand what this means?" Bran sighed softly. "If time is a river, and I go against the current and return to a certain point in the past, then no matter when you return to that point, we will still meet, because that point is fixed."
Danny understood what he meant.
It was just like how a person from the Qing Dynasty traveled to Xianyang in 1900, when Ying Zheng ascended the throne, and she traveled to Xianyang in 2020, when Ying Zheng ascended the throne. Even if there were 120 years between them, they could still see each other at the same time.
If Danny saw Bran in the Red Fort's Tragedy, then it meant that they weren't observing the tree's memories, but traveling through time.
"That weirwood can connect to the river of time, but it can only be traced back to the day it was planted," Danny said.
"I can't give you a reason, but I have a feeling that you should need it. It's best if you keep it with you," Bran said hesitantly.
"A prophecy?" Danny was surprised.
"No." The big crow shook its head. "It's just a feeling."
"What's the use of that thing?" Danny asked again.
"Bring it here and let me study it. Maybe I can find the answer."
Danny pondered for a moment and felt that she could let Little Green go back and change shifts with Little Gold.
Recently, Qizang had been showing off his power, and the dragon babies around her were all eating greasy food. Maybe it was time for Little Gold to enjoy it.
Well, Little Red was acting as a "battery" in the Great Wall, and Big Black, Little White, and Little Green were around Mother Dragon. Basically, Big Black ate two, and Little White and Little Green ate one each.
Roughly speaking, Little White and Little Green had eaten four or five evil gods. If they settled down for a period of time, they should be able to become Demi-Divine Dragons.
Meanwhile, Little Gold in Slave Bay was still a "white dragon". Danny felt that it was time for Little Five to come to Mother Dragon's side to nourish its body.
"Kalixi, it's time to go down and eat breakfast," Ellie reminded.
They were currently in Rapids City, where the Tully Family lived. There was a volunteer group of three thousand people stationed in the city. After breakfast, Dragon Queen was going to lead the soldiers to the Oak Hall in the south.
There was a group of nearly thirty thousand ghouls gathered in that area.
After more than two months of Dragon Queen's purge, the deviant ghosts of the Westeros changed their tactics again. They no longer moved in large groups with more than a hundred thousand ghouls.
Hundreds of medium-sized groups of twenty to thirty thousand ghouls attacked in all directions, making Dragon Queen unable to deal with them all.
It could be said that the anti-ghost cause had entered the third phase of the stalemate.
In the first phase, the Japanese formed a large army and advanced by leaps and bounds, sweeping away all the castles and human armies that dared to block their path. They couldn't wait to destroy the Westeros in three months.
At this time, the number of ghouls killed by the humans was much lower than the number of ghouls born. It was equivalent to the "outbreak period of the epidemic".
In the second phase, Dragon Queen rode the Megalosaurus and fought for three thousand miles in a day. The Blade Storm turned the tide and the deviant ghosts' rampant massacres were stopped.
At this time, Danny killed an average of a hundred thousand ghouls a day. The number of ghouls born was lower than the number of ghouls killed. The epidemic reached a turning point.
In the third phase, deviant ghosts no longer gathered in large groups. It was equivalent to giving up on large castles temporarily.
At this time, the number of ghouls slowly increased while the number of humans slowly decreased. It was barely in a stable period.
This situation seemed to be disadvantageous for the humans, but it could buy time for Danny to cultivate. The humans could also take the opportunity to improve their supernatural powers.
Dani hoped that things would stay this way for at least five years.
After five years, her power would increase by several times. She might be able to sing a complete song. After five years, the magic academy that had started to open on a large scale could cultivate thousands of "worker bee" wildfire mages.
.....
Danny entered the dining room and sat down at the dining table in front of the fireplace. Lord Jue came over one after another to greet her. Then, he sat down next to her.
While they were chatting, a will that represented death suddenly entered the World of Death of the Westeros. It kept showing off its mutated divine power.
"Is someone looking for me?" Danny had a thought. She came to a realization.
Usually, if the other death gods did not steal the souls of the believers of the seven gods, even if they entered the Westeros, they would not attract the attention of the stranger. Unless they were unlucky and happened to meet Danny or Blackie who entered the stranger state and placed their main consciousness in the World of Death.
Of course, due to the existence of the Three-Eyed Crow, even someone as powerful as Lahlo would not personally go to the Westeros to receive his believers.
Now, Danny had not absorbed 80% of the Green Prophet's Seal, nor did she enter the stranger state. Bran was still an incomplete Three-Eyed Crow. If a death god sneaked into the Westeros, the two of them would not notice it.
However, this death god kept emitting divine power waves that were different from the stranger state. It was like Danny and Bran were eating in their house. They could not see the "thief" outside the courtyard, but he kept shouting. As long as the people in the house were not dead, they could hear him.
"It's Light Moon's virgin," Bran immediately said.
Danny was multitasking. One of her consciousness stayed in the castle to eat breakfast with the generals. The other consciousness put on the stranger's disguise and went to the place where the mutated divine power waves were emitted.
It was the Stitch Sakura Monster, who was anxiously and vigilantly looking around.
A medium-length coat made of gray canvas hung loosely on his body. It was like a size 3X suit hanging on a size M doll. His eyes and mouth were sewn together with black hemp rope.
"Your Majesty, I surrender to you. I lied to you. The gods have already formed an alliance, and their target is you."
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