People are in the original god, telling a book

Chapter 457
Some time ago, a silver spear pierced the space and stood at the bottom of the abyss.

Although its might is terrifying, only very few creatures have sensed its arrival.

The Dragon King Ruo Tuo who was sealed underground is one of them.

However, at that time, the Dragon King's strength had not yet recovered, and he was still in the most basic state of cultivation. Even if he was aware of this, he could not make any changes.

Moreover, [Gungnir] at that time was very scary.

Its desire to haunt the world just after it pierced the world is when its blade is at its sharpest.

As a result, the sentient beings naturally did not choose to act rashly.

But King Ruo Tuo knew it very well.

No matter how powerful the strength is, no matter how firm the will is, it will become fragile with the passage of time.

The desire to protect the world and keep hope may also become dilapidated in the scouring of time, and may even change its appearance drastically.

The savior raises his arms against those he loves.

A loyal lord's weapon will also at some point turn back on its lord.

——The fact is just as the Dragon King expected.

A hundred years later, with his strength slightly restored, he found a chance.

And, he discovered an interesting thing.

A weapon made for the hearts of all people, a spear made of the power of the world. It gave birth to self-awareness.

In other words, it has long been born with self-awareness, from the moment it was created.

But it doesn't show it, because it knows its responsibilities, who it is, where it came from, and where it will go.

If the plan is successful, people will welcome the light, and it will also become the first weapon bathed in light, and has been respected and worshiped by everyone since then.

If the plan fails, it will be recycled and rebuilt again and again until it has power to rival the world.

—No matter what, it will stay with humans.Because humans need it, it also needs humans.

It was made by humans, and it was humans who cast a body for it and endowed it with intelligence, so it should fight for humans.

but.
It has come underground, to this place where no [human] has arrived.

【Gungnir】, the spear that pierces the world.

When there is no trace of the human beings to protect, when its own existence is eroded by darkness, when the long years begin to wear down its intelligence.
At some point, it decides.

The silver light illuminates the entire space, like a white sun rising slowly from the ground.

At this moment, a [human] came here.

"Gungnir, Spear of Fate, One Who Pierces Worlds!" he said, "Why do you bury traces of yourself here?"

"You don't belong here, you don't belong to this dark and deep underground; you don't belong here, you don't belong to this dark past."

"You should show your majesty under the sky, because you are the sharpest gun here."

"You should shine your light above the clouds, because you are the brightest light here."

"therefore."

"You shouldn't be sinking into this."

The words of human beings fell into its heart verbatim.

It knows that the human being who speaks is not an ordinary person.

Because it cannot hear the words of ordinary people, it can only hear the messages from the spiritual realm—ordinary people cannot do this, and those who can do this are those who know its state.

"--So."

For a long time, its voice echoed in the air.

"Do you want me to do this?"

Do you want me to do this, human?
Do you like me to show my majesty, to shine above the clouds, to place myself above all living beings?

"You deserve it," said the human.

"deserve?"

Hearing this familiar yet unfamiliar words, it froze for a moment.

like
It seems that a long time ago, someone said something similar about it.

No. Not right.

This was not said to [it], it remembered.It was spoken to [him], to its bearer.

"...a weapon that was condensed with the painstaking efforts of the whole world. From now on, there will be no sky, sun, moon, turbulence and mountains. Only you and the weapon in your hand—you deserve it, Hall."

Hall, the name of that warrior.

"Did I deserve it? Hehe Well, we do need to meet the light."

Hall just smiled, and took the weapon with a calm expression.

For a moment, the will of the whole world was on him alone, but his expression didn't change at all, it was still so flat.

Within seconds, he seemed to have mastered the weapon.

The strongest person in the world, the eternal number one in the darkness, Hall.

".as you wish."

"I will become the most faithful believer before the light comes, I will become the sharpest sword against darkness, and I will become the representative of the gods—because of you, because of you."

"You who were born in darkness, but yearn for light—"

"I will sever the world, and I will bring [tomorrow] for it."

"You deserve it."

Then, step by step, he boarded the [Tower of Babel] built by people, standing at the very top, which is the place closest to the sky.

As a [weapon], it watched quietly from the beginning to the end.

Hall is a competent strongman, his strength has already reached the top of the world.

It believes that even without it, Hall can still break the shackles one day and welcome the so-called light back to this world.

——But obviously, that is not [deserved].

A flash of white light flashed, and its consciousness came back.

"You seem to know a lot, human." It couldn't see where the human was, but that didn't prevent them from communicating.

"Perhaps," said the human, "as the most uncertain and creative being out there, I deserve it. No, maybe I [deserve] it too."

"."

Hearing the word again, it fell silent.

Why do human beings always like to use such words to decorate themselves?
The high priest is like this, Hall is like this, and the humans who appear here at this moment are also like this.

It took a long time before it spoke again: "So, what do you want to get from knowing so much of the past?"

"Your spirit is broken, and your strength is so weak. If you want to obtain this [lance that pierces the world], then I advise you to give up this choice."

"—you can't take it."

Its tone is very flat, with almost no ups and downs, as if it is telling a rare and ordinary thing.

And it is true, it doesn't lie, it doesn't hide.

"Ha ha."

Hearing this, the human smiled.

Afterwards, the mountains and rivers were turbulent, and it seemed to hear the whispers of the mountains.
".Because of this, a weapon from another world, a newborn consciousness."

"The autumn leaves have fallen."

"The flames of war are on."

"Expectations broken."

"[Bring changes to the world], I remember that human being said so, right?"

The human smiled and spoke, with the same tone as always.

"."

It knew who he was talking about. Before throwing the spear, Hall, who had the name of [The Strongest], had said this sentence.

".Of course." It didn't deny it.

"So--"

The human smile became brighter and brighter.

"Let's make a difference in this world."

"Swear by the mountains."

"by"

A gap opened up in the mountains, as if an earthquake was about to come.

"...the distant past, for fuel."

"Destined to capture...uncertain future."

(End of this chapter)