Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 3382: Miss Artificial God Does Not Dream

The moment Ye Lin arrived at the Realm of Recollection, he scanned the world with his spiritual sense. His status was one level higher than Nabol's, and the spread of his spiritual power did not have a negative impact on her, but he did not find where Shu Mo was.

This was very abnormal, Shu Mo seemed to have completely disappeared.

Ergon once said that Shumo seemed to hear some call, and then she seemed to have lost her mind and walked into the depths of her memory in a daze.

Grayson tried to stop her, but failed, and Shu Mo disappeared in the blink of an eye.

While Ergon was tracking Shumo's tracks, he was also looking for the original form of the God of Mist, and was severely injured by a punch from an artificial god suspected to be Kahn.

Now all the eleven artificial gods have been killed, but Shu Mo still hasn't appeared.

"Shu Mo? I don't know her, but... she sounds familiar." Nabol frowned slightly. He was touched by this lovely name, but there was no image of Shu Mo in his memory.

Also because she heard Shu Mo's name, she ignored the other half of Ye Lin's problem... Do you know that you are dreaming?

In the boundless void there was still some golden afterglow from the fall of the eleven artificial gods, fragmented into pieces, as if dusk had been cut apart.

The collapsed kingdom of God, Crimit, has been reduced to ruins. Almost all its residents have died. The sounds of devout worship are no longer heard, only a few heart-wrenching wails can be heard occasionally.

The man-made gods they believed in did not lead them to a brighter future.

Napol's beautiful face turned towards these places, but there was no sympathy or compassion on his face. There was only calmness, as calm as the stagnant water in a deep well, which was the disregard of the high-ranking people for the humble lives.

Her current performance helped Ye Lin verify some details of the war between gods. After the birth of the twelve artificial gods, they possessed the power, wisdom and majesty of gods. To a certain extent, they led the people of Terra to a brighter future, but they lacked gentleness and compassion.

They were deified at the moment of their birth, but they did not have rich human nature.

Even now, even with the death of his fellow artificial gods, Nabol had no feelings, at most he just had some confusion.

Ye Lin smiled at Napol, who had no expression on his face, and repeated his question, "Do you know that the world we are in now is a dream?"

"Whose dream?" Napol asked back.

Artificial gods do not dream and do not need to rest. From the beginning of their creation, they symbolize perfect life forms and can always exist with vigorous blood and spirit.

Sleep, aging, disease, fear...the defects that have existed in life since its birth are meaningless to man-made gods.

"Your dream, you are in the dream, you forget the reality."

"My...dream?"

Napol didn't even blink. He paused for a few seconds and replied calmly, "We don't dream. The world in dreams is uncontrollable, but we can perfectly control everything about ourselves."

"Then where do you think I came from?" Ye Lin smiled, then pointed to the outer space filled with illusory golden light and said, "The method to verify the dream is very simple. Try to fly outside and see if you can cross the boundary of Terra."

"I once thought you were... Him." Nabol's beautiful eyes stared deeply at Ye Lin, and a hint of solemnity appeared on her beautiful face, which had been expressionless until now.

Even if the artificial god does not possess rich personal wisdom, he can understand how terrifying the power is that killed eleven gods in less than a minute.

  Who else in this universe can do this easily? !

After the twelve artificial gods united, they generally believed that they had a 10% to 20% chance of overturning the Great Will, killing the Light Side, and completely dividing and obtaining their own embodiment.

Now Napol has doubts about this "confidence".

Ye Lin raised an eyebrow, "So...?"

"So I am waiting for you to destroy me and devour my embodiment and wisdom."

Ye Lin was silent for a few seconds, then he glanced at her sexy and charming body without any concealment. Her rosy lips, plump chest, round hips, and slender and smooth legs had become a belt around her body in his eyes.

The artificial gods of this time had evolved on their own, possessed gender characteristics, and were very lifelike in every aspect.

"You are my wife, I am here to save you."

"I don't remember you either." Napol still had no expression.

"So I said you lost your memory. This is your deepest dream."

Napol did not answer, but stood up and left the destroyed Krimit, turning into a brilliant golden beam of light and leaving Terra.

The method to verify whether it is a dream is very simple. Artificial gods do not dream. You just need to travel far into the starry universe.

If it was a dream, after she was a certain distance away from the planet Terra, she would suddenly break into a world of chaos, distortion, and disorder. These are the characteristics of dreams.

Napol has never left Terra. She cannot materialize the world outside Terra, which is an unknown realm.

  On the contrary, if this was the real world, she would see normal planets one after another and feel the normal basic order wherever she went. Boom!

Not long after Napol flew into the starry sky, the entire planet Terra flashed a few times and disappeared directly in the universe, without leaving any debris, as if it had never appeared.

Napol stopped moving, fell silent, and looked around the surroundings.

The sky is shining with bright light, reflecting the brilliant rays of light on the sparkling sea. The majestic mountains are covered with fresh green, and the vast land is filled with light mist.

Buildings that use a variety of colors and are creative rise from the ground and can be called works of art. In the distance, billions of wisps of natural mist hang down from the floating islands in the sky. The world before our eyes is indescribably beautiful.

The setting is beautiful, but far from normal.

She had no recollection of passing through the atmosphere of a planet, and suddenly a world different from Terra and Krimit appeared.

"Why do I see this world? What relationship do I have with this place?" Napol almost whispered, confusion appearing in his eyes that never blinked. He raised his hand and slowly pressed down on the fullness of his chest.

The heart hidden underneath was beating inexplicably faster.

Nabol's confused look disappeared in an instant, and he looked down at the divine realm with cold eyes, as if he had nothing to do with this place.

She subconsciously raised her hand, and the sky was instantly filled with thunderstorms and strong winds, covering a prosperous human city below. Countless people suddenly wailed in fear, struggled, and fled.

"Because you belong here." Ye Lin appeared beside her. Wherever his eyes swept, the thunderstorm stopped abruptly and the sun's rays became warm again.

He extended his hand to Napol, who hesitated for a moment, then slowly held his hand. The next second, the two of them appeared on the Qingyan Street in his dream.

"You don't remember, we once walked here hand in hand and had dates in the coffee shop on the street." Ye Lin pushed open the door and walked into the elegantly decorated coffee shop.

The shop owner looked up and said with a familiar smile:

"You two are doing the same as always? One cup of tea and one cup of coffee each?"

Ye Lin nodded and replied, "Same old."

After finishing his coffee, the next time he took a step, he pulled Nabol to the misty plateau of the White Sea. The divine beast Yaomumu flew and swam around them, making intimate sounds.

"We watched the sunrise and sunset here together..."

Ye Lin and Wu Shen sat here for a while, watching the sunset sink into the sea.

The third step leads to Qianhaitian’s Star Turtle Library, which is surrounded by dense trees, with floating islands hanging high, and a vast and endless ocean below.

"We met here, got to know each other, got married, received everyone's blessings, and then had a lovely daughter, Shu Mo."

When Ganzhe fabricated this memory, he touched his thick skin and felt guilty for deceiving the amnesiac girl.

But there is a problem. The Napol in front of him has a mature figure and long hair covering his eyes, like a stay-at-home lady who has been staying at home for a long time.

Her future appearance is the God of Mist "Wu", a beautiful girl with youthful spirit and a pair of slender jade feet.

"It's all to bring back the memory of the original Mist God. Once she wakes up, she will immediately know that I made it up. I have good intentions now, um..."

Ye Lin continued to talk nonsense about his imaginary memories. The key to building a husband-wife relationship was actually to bring out Shu Mo. He was originally not sure where the disappeared Shu Mo was, but now he could give a definite answer.

Shu Mo is deep in Napol's memory. Different from the current memory world, the artificial god Napol used his last remaining sanity to "seal" Shu Mo to protect her from being affected by the war of gods.

At the same time, Shumo's memory and the God of Mist developed a deep level of sharing, so when Nabol flew into the starry sky and left Terra, he did not enter the distortion, but entered the unconscious but objectively existing memory, projecting the divine world of Shumo's memory.

Napol once again had a subtle reaction to the name "Shu Mo", and some uncontrollable impulse seemed to surge into his mind.

She is about to return to the divine realm.

Rumble…

The Star Turtle Library, Qianhaitian, and the entire God's Realm suddenly cracked apart with a huge roar. Endless darkness emerged from the cracks, like the mouths of hungry beasts, turning into an abyss that swallowed up the peaceful and beautiful God's Realm.

The surface realm of the gods was dragged away and disappeared, and the memory hidden behind the realm of the gods... was Terra!

Ye Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, and he returned to Krimit, one of the divine kingdoms of ancient Terra.

The twelve man-made gods exuded immortal light, standing proudly in the sky, looking in unison at the suddenly appearing Ye Lin.

From the depths of the deep and illusory starry sky, a magnificent light suddenly emerged...

(End of this chapter)