Kowloon pull coffin

Chapter 742 Parenting
The God Realm Continent is in ruins, the flames of war are still on, and the gods are immersed in endless sorrow.

In this battle, an unknown number of protoss perished, and an unknown number of souls died from the light of repentance radiated by the angels when they dissipated.

Although it didn't completely turn the Primordial God Realm into a place of death, it was not much different.

The earth veins are still there, but the energy field at both poles has been overdrawn by Youyingzhuzhao.

Afterwards, this world will never return to its former prosperity, nor will new protoss be born, it will only age day by day, and eventually it will inevitably end up like the demon world and the underworld.

There is no one in ten of the army of the gods, and they are taking on the important task of rebuilding the temple.

Most of the gods died, and only the Ice and Snow Goddess remained beside Murong Yuanrui. The rest of the gods returned to their own gods, mourned the dead, and rebuilt the temple.

Under the devastation, the God Realm no longer needs order, because all creatures are left with nothing but sorrow and memories.

They recall the good old days in the God Realm, when the sun and the moon competed for glory and the stars shone brightly.

From then on, I will never see the light of the sun god, the blessing of the moon god, the spirit of ice and snow is gone, and the breath of the wind is no longer gentle.The sea water is no longer controlled by gods, and the fire spirits are no longer summoned by Vulcan.

Everything in nature fell into frenzy, leaving only endless barrenness in the wilderness.

The nights are getting longer and the days are getting shorter.

If the divinity of the surviving protoss fades little by little, it won't take long for them to become ordinary beings.

The reason is that the pride of the Protoss was completely defeated, and the glory of the Protoss was dimmed.

The ancient statue of Thunder God on Thunder Bluff collapsed silently. As the father of the gods in the God Realm, his statue has extraordinary significance to the God Realm.The collapse of the statue means that the God Realm has completely lost the inheritance of divinity.

Maybe it won't be long before the Immemorial God Realm will change its name.

The lost God Realm, the abandoned kingdom.

Looking at the devastation in the God Realm, I feel infinitely sad in my heart.

The ancient three realms represent the past of the universe, and their decline has verified the irreversibility of time, the law of heaven and earth that must decline when prosperity is extreme.

What is lost can never be returned. Even if there are Xeons such as Jianjia, Murong, and Yanhua, it is still inevitable that time will completely turn the ancient three worlds into dust of history.

I can see clearly the ending of the God Realm, until these living beings will gradually perish, but I can't guide them to a way of life.

They belong to the past, and the world belongs to the present.

There is no room for them in Guixu, and there is no need for ancient gods in the world.

Thinking of this, my heart became more and more sad, and sad for Yuan Rui.

Yuan Rui is taking care of Xie Mo and Xie Ling at the temporary residence of the Temple of War.

In order to stabilize the veins of the God Realm, the two little guys exhausted their energy, and their listless appearance made people feel extremely distressed.

I wanted to hug Xie Ling, but he dodged and shrank into Yuan Rui's arms. Fortunately, Xie Mo had a good impression of me, so he let me hold her in my arms.

Xie Mo's body was very light, and his breathing was much heavier than usual.

Yuan Rui is right, I am probably the most incompetent father in the world, holding my beloved daughter in my arms, but I don’t know what to say to her, so I can only hold her tightly in my arms, and use my chin to kiss her tender on the hair.

Xie Mosheng was extremely beautiful, just like her mother.The skin is finer than snow, and under the long eyelashes is a pair of black and white, exquisite and transparent big eyes.

The delicate nostrils fluttered with the heavy breathing, and the cute and pitiful appearance made people feel infinitely distressed.

Xie Ling is like me, timid and stubborn, he will turn around when looking at him, and secretly look at me when not looking at him.I hope he is not as sentimental as I am, and owes so many debts of love.

The two holy beasts can be reincarnated as human beings, and I don't know how many opportunities will be exhausted to do so.Being my children, I don't know whether it is lucky or unfortunate for them.

"Xie Mo, do you hate Dad?" I asked softly.

"Why do I hate you?"

"When you need my company, I am not by your side. Every time I come, you and Xie Ling will suffer."

"I don't hate it." Xie Mo thought about it seriously, shook his head and said.

"why?"

"I don't know why, my brother often scolds you, but he often calls you when he sleeps."

"And you, have you ever dreamed of me?"

"Have."

I hugged Xie Mo and sat on a stone pillar in the temple, leaning Xie Mo's head on my chest, stroking her gentle hair and asking, "What am I doing in a dream?"

"I dreamed that you don't want us anymore." Speaking of this, Xie Mo sniffled and asked again: "Father, will you not want us?"

"No, I will be with you forever."

"Lagou, don't lie."

"it is good."

I hooked two fingers with Xie Mo and made a promise, although I knew in my heart that I couldn't make any promises.

Whether it is Xie Mo or Xie Ling, they are not ordinary children, and their psychic enlightenment was very early, so she chatted with me in such a tone that obviously did not match her age.

Ordinary children are still ignorant and naive like them, but they have already consciously shouldered their own destiny.

The memories of Youying and Zhuzhao no longer exist, but as the once supreme supreme existence, they still retain their powerful insight.

It can not only gain insight into everything, but also understand the emotions of people.

It's just that this insight is hidden deep in their souls, and they don't usually show it, and they still follow the immature innocence of children.

But once something touched their souls, they would immediately show powerful insight, which is where Xie Mo's dream came from.

I looked at Yuan Rui, the Kunlun Saintess who used to be like a fairy of Gushe, the ancient god of war, now looks more like a loving mother.Conquering the sorrow of the God Realm, he gently comforted the young Xie Ling.

Sensing my gaze, Yuan Rui looked at me with tenderness like water.

If possible, I am willing to use everything in exchange for years of tranquility.However, the porch constantly being devoured by the thieves reminded me all the time that the scene in front of me was already the last warmth of my life.

Yuan Rui hasn't foreseen anything yet, but Xie Mo has seen my fate in his dream.

(End of this chapter)