savior epic

Chapter 216
In this situation, Chen Yi thought of the Yang version of the ancient scroll of destiny, which was broken for some unknown reason as early as in an unknown age.

The Kingdom of God of the "Lord of Destiny" was shattered.

I don't know why, and I don't know how it was shattered. The Kingdom of God in front of me kept falling, as if one day, it would fall to the ground and be completely shattered.

"So that's the case, is the Yangben of the Ancient Scroll of Fate the Divine Kingdom of the 'Lord of Destiny'?" Chen Yi recalled her conversation with Serena, "Because the destruction of the Yangben is also the shattering of the Divine Kingdom." Lords of Destiny' isn't complete."

In other words, the old saying "The Lord of Destiny" may be infinitely close to a god, but due to the broken kingdom of God, it is incomplete, and there is absolutely no possibility of becoming a god.

Holding the sluggish Luomea by the hand, Chen Yi stepped onto the broken steps and walked towards the roots of the tree step by step.

As Chen Yi and Luo Mea approached the roots of the tree, Pepper girl began to feel her legs go weak, and she felt some kind of invisible coercion, which made her crawl down and retreat away from the broken pages of the genitals on the stone platform.

Chen Yi moved the pure golden flame closer to her, allowing her to follow her a few steps.

However, when the broken steps were halfway up, Lomea was restrained by some kind of external force and could no longer move.

And Chen Yi herself can walk freely.

This is because Lomea has no trace of the highest and holy, no divinity.

Chen Yi brushed the ends of her hair, and said softly: "Wait here for me, I will find the page that belongs to you."

Girl Pepper nodded tremblingly, and then Chen Yi turned around, staring at the back of her lover.

Climbing up the roots of the dead sacred tree and walking slowly to the stone platform, Chen Yi felt the falling of the Kingdom of God even more intensely.

Chen Yi's eyes fell on the broken pages of the Yangben on the stone platform. As the legendary ancient scroll Yangben that records the fate after the sun rises and the cause of everything, it is dilapidated and the paper is fragile and yellowed.

He saw the text on it, which was quite similar to the text in the manuscript seen in Resurrection Town.

Even within divinity, Chen Yi couldn't comprehend the meaning of the words.

Because that text was also written by the person who bears the divinity.

".Yangben is shattered, and its power is also incomplete." Chen Yi murmured, "So the cause of fate can be interfered with or even tampered with."

And the broken pages of the Yangben in front of him undoubtedly recorded the fate of Beitu thousands of years ago, when Beitu and the ancient holy capital had not yet been destroyed in the pale torrential rain.

When Chen Yi was about to reach out to touch the old saying "Salvation" on the palm, it suddenly jumped and trembled.

Chen Yi looked at the pure gold flame, directly at its flame heart.

The old saying "Salvation" is a similar response when traveling through hell.

The old saying "salvation" is looking forward to comprehension.

Moreover, this time, it was far more violent than before, and the tremor displayed by the pure gold flame was only one percent of what it suppressed.

Chen Yi remembered that in the legends about the return of the spirit messengers, this is a journey to heaven.

".Heaven." Chen Yi looked directly at the broken page of Yangben, "the old saying 'heaven' is in it."

Chen Yi felt that as long as she used divinity as the pen and ink to write her name and taboo on the broken pages of the Yangben, she would enter history.

Its principle is similar to writing names and taboos on the sea of ​​clouds with thousands of pillars.

Chen Yi turned her head to look at Lomea who was waiting on the steps.

The remaining pages of the positive book in front of me are marked with the number of pages, and one page describes the fate of 60 years, and the return journey of the spirit messenger took place before the silver blood of St. Venacana was shed, that is, the penultimate page.

Chen Yi took out the broken page of the Yangben, and walked down the steps slowly.

Luo Mea stared straight at Chen Yi, and he could see the uneasiness in her heart.

"Lomea, take it and write your name on it with your blood."

Girl Pepper was startled. In mysticism, blood is a spiritual medium that can draw souls. For example, in psychic rituals, the blood of the psychic is often used.

She hesitated for a moment, raised her eyelids, and was inexplicably worried. She faintly felt a tear in her soul, as if the old belief and the new belief would be completely ended after she signed her name.

Taking a deep breath, Lomea raised her face and met Chen Yi's gentle gaze. Her body was boiling because of Chen Yi's supremacy and holiness, and she couldn't help shortness of breath.

"Before that, sir," Miss Pepper's voice trembled, mustering up her courage, "I have to ask for a kiss from you."

There was nothing wrong with agreeing, Chen Yi put her arms around the emissary, bowed her head and kissed her.

After a while, Chen Yi let go of Luomea, the latter's cheeks were hot, and his eyes fell on the broken page of Yangben.

She raised her hand, bit her index finger, and wrote her name on the broken page: Lomea Hanshi.

Chen Yi gently took over the broken pages of the Yangben, and as long as she put her name on it, her divinity would send Luomea into the corresponding history.

Gently stroking the ends of Pepper Girl's hair, Chen Yiwen said in a low voice, "Please don't forget that even in prison, I still love you."

Luo Mea nodded without knowing it, and watched Chen Yi turn and leave, she sat on the steps.

Chen Yi took the Yangben fragmented page to the stone platform and put it back to its original position.

Raising the pure golden flame in her palm, Chen Yi poured out all the divinity in her body.

When her index finger touched the heart of Yan, Chen Yi picked off a little spark, and left her name on the fragile Yangben fragment.

Chen Yi calmly wrote the first word on the parchment scroll in real Arabic, and the annual rings of the roots of the sacred tree emanated immortal golden light from under his feet, like something dropped into water, and the golden light spread outward like waves. The annual rings that are close to each other are affected by this, and they shine brightly one after another.

Circle after circle, just like year after year in history, the golden light continued to spread, soaking the roots of the dead sacred tree with the sacred color of birth, until the golden light spread to the last ring, and the roots of the entire sacred tree seemed to burn. Like a monstrous fire, the light shines brightly!

Chen Yi didn't close her eyes, she looked directly at the dazzling light and wrapped herself tenderly.

The original scene was erased by the light, Chen Yi looked around, it was a vast expanse of whiteness, and as time went by, mottled colors from nowhere gradually filled it.

Time is flowing, from the present to the history of thousands of years ago.

Wait for the scene to stop flowing.

Chen Yi looked at those mottled colors, lingering with the luster of history.

The pure gold flame in the palm of his hand burned more and more vigorously, constantly begging himself to move closer to the distance.

That is where the old saying "Heaven" is located.

Chen Yi stared into the distance, where the mottled colors had not yet been filled, he suddenly felt familiar.

Dang Chenyi gently took a step forward.

In an instant, his body appeared at the end of the distance.

The old saying "Salvation" burns brighter than ever, and it yearns for enlightenment.

Staring at the scene ahead, Chen Yi was in a daze.

I fell on the sea of ​​dark clouds, with thousands of pillars standing in all directions, and they rose from the ground, as if supporting the sky and the earth.

Clouds and mist gather, and formless steps are piled up to form a high platform, on which the desolate and simple throne stands.

Above the Sea of ​​Thousand Pillars of Clouds.

The old saying "Heaven" is close at hand from beginning to end.

　I am ready to step into history, and I am already excited when I look at the outline.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)