Vol 2 Chapter 720: Paradise Lost of the Gods (3)

died.
Are dead.
Ildra's voice came, and Morin listened, the expression on his face remained the same, but at this time, his heart really felt a moment of confusion.
Dead, Asler and Anna are already dead ...
Aslier, the of the sun and flames, and Anna, the goddess of the moon ...
At this moment, Mo Lin thought of some things with the two gods, and there were some ups and downs in his heart, but after that, Mo Lin recovered his mood and calmed himself slowly.
"Dead, dead, dead ..."
Ildra kept mumbling like this, and in her eyes, there was black blood turned into tears, and slipped down the corner of her eyes.
It seems that the cast that Tsing Yi carried out just now has lost its effect. Ildra whispered to himself, a little trance, and the whole person looked abnormal.
"Brother Moline." Tsing Yi looked at the scene and stepped forward. She looked at Mo Lin and wanted to say something.
Morin shook his head slightly and said nothing.
He held out his hand and slowly brushed it on Ildra's face.
After a faint clear light flashed, Ildra fell asleep.
The expression on her face was peaceful, and while sleeping peacefully, the whole person looked extremely peaceful.
"Let her rest and let her sleep." Morin said softly.
Tsing Yi was stunned. She looked at Ildra who had fallen into a deep sleep, thought for a while, nodded, and said nothing.
Morin once again laid a few witchcrafts to protect Ildra and ensure the safety of Ildra. Even after some other accidents happened, she would not be in trouble, and then slowly Gazed back.
"Okay, let's go inside and see." Morin said, raising his eyes slightly and looking forward.
In the past, Moline had been walking with Ildra in the outer palace group. In front of it was the center of the entire temple. The inside is definitely extraordinary. Now Moline is going to visit it.
He and Tsing Yi stepped forward and walked slowly towards the front.
very quiet.
Apart from the slight footsteps of Morin and Tsing Yi, there was no other sound.
Mo Lin walked slowly, he came to the center of the halls of the temples, and he saw many buildings that had been completely abandoned.
Row after row of seats, those seats floated in mid-air, where the gods were once sitting, but now, these seats have fallen to the ground, and they are extremely broken, and they have become fragmented. Scattered.
The seat fragments are infested with the atmosphere once used by the gods, so they are very clean, without spider webs and dust, but the dim light above the seat reveals a bleak feeling.
On the ground of this main hall, there are still a lot of dark red scabs, which seem to tremble in my heart.
Morin and Tsing Yi walked up slowly. They looked around, with some strange expressions on their faces.
"Okay, let's go inside." Morin said to Tsing Yi.
Tsing Yi did not speak, but nodded slightly.
Mo Lin and Tsing Yi came to a hall in the back. The hall was very wide. It should be the place where the gods used to discuss and take a short rest, but it was very tragic.
There were scattered corpses everywhere, and on the ground were scattered flesh and blood fragments and limb fragments. In addition, the entire hall was infiltrated into a mud of flesh and blood, although all the distance is now very far away, But now Mo Lin looked at it, but still felt a kind of bleakness that didn't come out.
Everything is the same.
"what!"
what! !
When Morin and Tsing Yi entered it, they could still hear a series of horrible shouts, vaguely full of pain, full of fear, dark and terrifying, that was the bleak voice of the gods.
There seemed to be blurry shadows around, flashing through the air, intertwined, and disappeared almost instantly.
Those are the gods, and there are also strange figures in black robes. Obviously, this is what happened before.
what?
Mo Lin and Tsing Yi couldn't help being surprised.
But in the end there was nothing.
Mo Lin and Tsing Yi looked at each other, and they had understood it. The scene that appeared just now was just the reappearance of the gods' power here, and it was a kind of intertwined phantom.
"Huh ~" Morin exhaled softly. He looked at the stumps of the corpses on the ground and the many fragments on the ground, and slowly walked over.
He just wanted to come in for a touch, but found that the fragments of the stumps were turned into fly ash and disappeared in place when they met him.
As if it were an illusion.
"Brother Moline." Tsing Yi walked over, and she said softly, close to Moline: "The bodies of the gods have already been destroyed. The things here are just a kind of residual fakes. It does n’t make any sense. "
"Brother Moline, have you seen the golden suns of different sizes on the sky before, that is, after the gods died, their bodies and origins are intertwined with each other to form something."
Tsing Yi saw this scene and thought of the scene outside and understood a lot, so at this time, she came to talk to Mo Lin.
Morin reached out his hand, touched his nose, and smiled, but he didn't care much about his face.
"Let's go ahead and see."
Mo Lin said to Tsing Yi.
Tsing Yi didn't say anything else, and nodded cleverly.
Morin went on, he and Tsing Yi went to many palaces, saw many different things, and found many, many, but as a long time passed, everything was no more than other Adi things, They have completely lost their value and meaning.
Finally, after that, Morin and Tsing Yi finally entered a palace that seemed to have a plain surface and no strangeness.
Squeak.
A hoarse voice came, and Mo Lin pushed away from the palace and walked in slowly with Tsing Yi.
He looked at the scenes in front of him, and his face could not help showing a look of consternation.
The palace that appears in front is not a large number of buildings dumped on the ground, or some other desolate and tragic breath, but a large number of spreading scrolls.
There are countless reliefs.
Here are the records of the gods, everything about the gods.
Buddhism of the gods.
Undoubtedly, all of this is everything that exists in the gods, it is extremely long, and it is the history of the gods, which contains the growth, occurrence, and decline of every god.
There are many, many things, many, many powerful gods.
"This is ... the gods." Tsing Yi was also a little dumbfounded. She looked at this scene with a stunned expression on her face, and also a little dazed.
Morin didn't speak. He took a deep breath and walked slowly towards it, and began to look at it.
Yes, there are indeed a lot of things here, saying that all the history of the gods cannot be overstated.
Many gods appear, the prosperity of the gods, etc., etc.
At the end of the scroll, Morin saw a little black dot, and the black dot grew bigger and bigger, and finally disappeared completely at the end of the gods, and covered everything.
And for those weird things, those horrible silhouettes, the things that made the gods die from now on, there is a brand new name on the gods floating.
Dark turmoil.
"Dark turmoil ..."
Morin muttered to himself.
He just wanted to do something, and it was at this time that the gods in front of him looked like something, and suddenly gave a dazzling glory.
Long and far away, the near-endless floating gods of the gods flew up at this time, and turned into a layer of golden sand with water marks flying into the air.
Bright and dazzling in mid-air.
"Brother Moline, look!"
Tsing Yi exclaimed.
Morin saw that in mid-air, the goddess Buddhism, which recorded the history of the gods, merged with the golden luminous groups of different sizes, and after a while, it became another way ~ EbookFREE.me ~ that is A picture about the gods.
The scroll is constantly spinning, dancing, and circling, and all the gods are resuscitating as if they were alive in the scroll.
A faint voice sounded, that was the murmur of the gods.
Morin was shocked.
In an instant, Mo Lin knew that what was in the air was not just the scroll, but the path of the gods, the system of the gods, the civilization of the gods, the countless power and strength of the gods, everything of the gods !
From the beginning of the gods to the demise of the gods.
Morin looked carefully.
A lot of sounds sounded in his mind, and in his eyes, there was a piece of ice blue shimmering in it. There were countless dense data and runes in that piece of ice blue shimmering. The emergence of, intertwined and flashed like a waterfall.
Finally, everything is over.
The scroll that was flying in mid-air stopped changing, and slowly flew away, turning into a golden brick and falling slowly.
"Unexpectedly, there is something here to see the gods ..." Tsing Yi opened his palm and took the golden brick in his hand.
After a long time, but after only a moment, Morin slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes were extremely calm, but they were as deep as the sea.
In front of Mo Lin, Tsing Yi was smiling sweetly.
"Brother Moline, this thing is for you." Tsing Yi handed over the golden brick and tile, she looked at Mo Lin up and down, and after looking at it carefully, she suddenly exclaimed, "Mo Lin Brother, you, you ... "
"Congratulations to you, Brother Moline. Soon after, you will be promoted to level 6 and become the level 6 throne."
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