Chapter 594: Elders do not like mottled colors
When the emerald light appears faintly in the endless sea of stars in the multiverse.
Aye, standing on the Gobi Desert, was quietly gazing at the starry sky.
He is a hunter.
But he is not one of those hunters who pursues fur, flesh, horns and bones.
He wandered at the end point where dusk and twilight intersected, he lingered at the boundary between rationality and chaos.
This is Slavomir - the "place where the sun never sets" in the ancient legends of the mountain people in the west.
From the perspective of the material world, this is not a particularly miraculous thing.
Especially when you have spent hundreds of days and nights here, even the most romantic and beautiful scenery will become sparse and ordinary.
Everything about it can be described in terms that mortals can understand - which means it certainly can't be a place of great sacredness or evil.
"If everything can be understood and known, how can He be called God?" - "Tracing Back to the Most High Father"
As we all know, the concepts that truly represent light and darkness are always vague and unclear.
In Aye's opinion, words cannot bear their weight.
Only the warmth and coldness that shines with spirituality are the best factors to attract them to come to the world.
Yes, Aye is also a fisherman.
Just bait and hook and himself...
He was sure that his consciousness, which was full of unknown desires and had read countless obscure, ancient magic books, was better than thousands of bloody, primitive and crude sacrifices.
The long stay makes this smell even stronger.
Just like an ant trying hard to move man-made objects, it is always easier to attract the attention of twos and threes among the myriad natural colors.
Aye didn't know whether there really were gods gazing at the world beyond the sky filled with withering poisonous gas.
He is like those fishermen who cast heavy nests in deep and unfamiliar waters, full of greed and desire for the unknown and the harvest.
Aye stood alone beside the dried-up coastal sea. The gradually setting dusk outlined a splendid golden picture between the stones and sand.
The refracted and intertwined light is somewhat dazzling.
Ah Ye blocked the light with his hands, so he could see the truth:
Above the dry offshore sea, where only a large stretch of dead rock remained, an indescribable huge shadow was suspended in the sky.
Is it an illusion?
Aye blinked, and the crazy scene that remained in his memory disappeared.
Above the offshore sea, there was only a blood-red, gradually darkening cloud layer...
Did it leave?
Or is it still there?
Even, staring at me in a form that I can't see?
An instinctive fear of life, like a spider crawling up from the tailbone, made Aye feel slightly suffocated.
Terrifying...perfection...
A Ye recalled the horror that could not be described in words, and he deeply realized that the prey he had been pursuing had appeared!
Is there anything more dazzling and mind-boggling than the unknown monsters that really exist in this world?
Aye pursed his lips which were a little cracked due to long-term unbalanced water intake.
They call it God?
Aye grinned, and the excitement in his eyes seemed to be even more intense.
But at this moment, the sea of clouds in the sky was moving away at a speed that Aye had never seen before.
It was as if time was speeded up and the clouds were madly fleeing from the present!
Aye, who had been staring at the sky, suddenly felt like vomiting.
He saw the sky was covered with layers as if covered by gauze.
And in the endless overlap, he once again saw the horrifying shadow he had glimpsed before.
However, it seemed to be thrown into a deeper layer of the endless sky.
At a certain moment, Aye, who was too excited and dizzy, lost the focus of his eyes.
He looked over and saw a huge, indescribable cat running happily across the sky. Behind it were layers of clouds and a sea of stars...
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"Outer Gods are gods too! We should treat them with tolerance and fairness!"
The Hanged Compound Eye, Abdul Quiniones, said with a hint of grief and indignation.
Now, it is sitting in a temple in the Pan-Emerald Era.
The local main god, who was in deep thought, did not respond to it.
Although the Outer God corresponding to the Compound Eye is indeed a relatively harmless guy.
He even made some contribution in the fight against Chaos.
The decision of the elders can be made to conceal the main axis of time.
As a local god, even if he is the main god, he does not want to go against the will of the elders.
What's more, it is impossible to violate it.
The elders hide the real timeline under the illusory timeline.
Even those of them who are in the "reality" cannot figure out their own location.
Of course it doesn't matter.
This kind of reality and illusion only applies to life that is not in this plane.
Apart from the Void Camp, which did not invest much in this regard due to some fear, the ones that suffered the most losses were the many sects related to foreign gods and outer gods.
They have forever lost touch with the object of their faith.
Of course, for a large number of Outer Gods, this doesn’t really matter.
As we all know, the organization of faith in all things does not always have a direct connection with the object of faith.
But losing the target means that channels such as divine arts will become completely ineffective .
From this point of view, it is no different from the mages "welcoming" the major update of the Magic Network version.
"Quiniones, we have never forgotten the efforts you and your master made for the cause of justice and goodness during the Third Chaos War."
"But I still have to tell you: the will of the elders cannot be violated."
The Lord God pondered for a long time, and then said so.
He is not a mad king.
In other words, any normal being would not provoke a dangerous being who has already become famous before achieving greatness.
What's more, the other party is now on their side...
Although intelligence is not a necessary element for gods, stupidity is obviously possessed by only a very small number of gods.
"Quiniones, you should know that our friendship and hatred are both under the gaze of the elders, yet are as small as dust in the mortal world."
"He has never liked any mixed colors , just as He once turned the dark brown land into a green one..."
The Lord God spoke slowly, raising his head as if he wanted to see through the endless starry sky and the layers of mountains.
At the end of time, my eyes met those of the elders.
The stars moved, and the gods remained silent.
In the more distant star regions, heated discussions and debates were heard.
But in the void shrouded by the tree-like shadow, there was no ripple or echo...
