I loaded the gods module

Chapter 119 God Seat
There are no tables and chairs in the council hall of the gods.

One after another, the disordered fragments of the world are pieced together abruptly. They are scattered on the sparkling calm sea, like exquisite miniature islands.

Thunder's river of light elongated the shadows of the two of them, and Roy looked at the system's reward hall, feeling a little amazed in his heart.

And Viviana was completely stunned.

The human incarnation of Red Moon opened her eyes wide, and she saw a broken red moon on an isolated island not far away.

"From now on, this is where we meet..."

At this moment, Hongyue's chuckle came from Hongyue's ear: "You must have seen the seat that belongs to you, right?"

Viviana let go of her hand, and the waterfall-like moonlight hair brushed in front of Roy, and the woman had already landed on the red island stepping on the sea.

A miniature moon is lying quietly in the center of the island, as if falling into an eternal dreamland, it has long lost its complete shape, only the crescent moon is left.

Unknowingly, Viviana had already sat on the crimson crescent, and the woman gently stroked the sharp corners of the crescent, feeling the remnant dream that had long since died.

The red moon returned to its place.

She looked at the dragging marks around the waning moon, and in a trance, some kind of residual dream flooded into Viviana's mind.

She saw the stubble-faced young man tirelessly salvaging the sunken moon fragments. After decades of hard work, he finally put together a rough meniscus.

Immediately afterwards, he took out an old but well-maintained paintbrush from his arms, carefully dipped it in the remaining red moonlight, and painted all the cracks on the surface of the meniscus.

Looking at the completely new Crescent Moon, the young man showed a satisfied smile, as if he had received some kind of salvation.

"Hmm... This seat is still a bit rough... How about it, are you satisfied?"

The sound of the storm pulled Hong Yue out of the residual dream, and the illusion was shattered, as if she had crossed the world. Viviana saw Roy standing where the young man had stood before, and the smiles of the two were almost exactly the same.

It's just that Roy looks much younger.

He also landed on Hongyue's island at the moment, looking around and pointing: "In my opinion, the level of the designer is still not good enough. If you feel unsatisfied, you can modify it yourself..."

"Storm, where are you from?"

Viviana interrupted Roy's chatter. The woman's red pupils reflected the boy's face. No matter what, she wanted an answer.

However, Roy didn't see the phantom in Hongyue's eyes. Facing Hongyue's inquiry, the young man was stunned. Subconsciously, the traffic and feasting in his previous life appeared in his mind.

"It's just... a boring world."

After thinking for a while, Roy shook his head slightly: "There is no need to mention it."

Viviana nodded quietly and said nothing more.

"You wait here for a while, I will bring fate in."

After throwing down such a sentence, Roy stretched out his hand, and the light gate outlined by Thunder emerged in front of him, and the next moment, the figure of the storm disappeared in front of Hongyue.

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It took a lot of effort for Roy to drag out an Internet addict who was addicted to stand-alone games.

Soon, the figures of the two were outlined in front of Viviana.

This is also the first official encounter between Fate and Hongyue.

And the moment the two sides met, Nina took the initiative to lift her skirt and bowed slightly to Hongyue.

"Grateful, Scarlet Moon that rules dreams."

Nina looked at the red-haired woman sitting on the crescent moon, and fate smiled: "If it weren't for the help of you and the storm, my humanity might never be able to break free from the cycle of reincarnation..."

"We are allies fighting against the starry sky."

The gentle moonlight sprinkled the branches of the World Tree, and Viviana nodded: "I can stand here, and I can't do without the rescue of the storm."

She took the initiative to hold Nina's palm: "Like me, find a seat that belongs to you."

"En." Nina clenched the opponent's palm, nodded obediently, and then turned her gaze to every corner of the Gods' Council Hall. Immediately afterwards, Fate's expression became more and more astonished.

As a time tree that supports countless worlds, destiny has witnessed the birth and rise of countless worlds, but the Storm Lord can always come up with some new tricks, and she has never seen the current scene...

She took Viviana's hand, and soon found her seat on an isolated island.

It was a miniature world tree planted on an isolated island, only a few meters high, and it stretched out its radiant branches and leaves in all directions.

The water representing time flows upwards along the grain of the tree, so the branches and leaves wither and regenerate, and the whole island is filled with reincarnation time, and the white-haired woman leans against the tree.

Destiny returns.

At this moment, another hazy illusion appeared in the pupils of Nina and Viviana.

Still the lonely young man.

He wandered in the depths of the cemetery, and under the guidance of the Storm Lord, he finally found a sprout on the surface of a broken tree trunk.

The young man was ecstatic, he planted the bud, and then he knelt on the ground, carefully collecting the water droplets of time that were born on the bud.

Under the erosion of the water of time, the young man's face gradually became old, but he didn't realize it, and still guarded the new growth of the twig unswervingly, protecting it from wind and rain.

The figure of the youth is engraved in the time of reincarnation.

The seat of the gods gradually took shape, and the young man stood up happily, but unfortunately his back could no longer be straightened, and the old man's head was covered with gray hair.

But he still showed a satisfied smile, like a lunatic.

Nina looked at the old man's crazy smiling face, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to grab Viviana's wrist.

"Red Moon, where did the storm come from..."

At this moment, fate softly asked: "As the god in charge of time, I clearly know that the scene we see is neither the past nor the future..."

"Perhaps, this is a secret that the storm is unwilling to tell."

Viviana looked at the old man's satisfied smiling face with pity, and she took two steps forward, as if she wanted to give him a gentle hug.

But the next moment, when Hongyue's palm touched the old man's face, the illusion dissipated, and there was nothing in front of the two women.

In the end, the old man is still alone.

In that world embracing the stars, there is nothing left around Storm, and he sits quietly on the throne built by Thunder, letting his own thoughts build a palace to commemorate everything.

(End of this chapter)