Is the Evil God Me?

Lynn's consciousness has actually been oscillating between sobriety and confusion.

It seems that two forces are fighting against each other in his consciousness, on the one hand, he hopes that he will enter into a wonderful dream-like feeling, and on the other hand, he hopes that he can keep his mind clear. In this kind of pulling and confrontation, the little gentleman in the middle state is very subtle, entering a state of defense similar to drunkenness.

Where is this place?

I didn't ask who the other party was, nor why I came here. Lin En, who retained the lowest level of clarity, followed the laws of the dream, and raised his own questions in the strangely vague clarity.

"It's a lot of places."

The blurry and overall green figure stopped the recording method.

Another weird thing happened.

Although it was said that he couldn't see each other clearly, at the moment of formal contact, Lynn's consciousness naturally became aware of this green and beautiful figure. The other party is female, elf, beautiful and dignified. These three basic concepts swept through my heart with the fluctuations of spirituality, so that Lynn's spirituality also changed, echoing his own identity, male, human, gentle and kind. The silent self-introduction is quite interesting.

"what?"

Lynn felt that he should be laughing, and he felt that the other party's words were incredible.

What is called, here are many places. Shouldn't it be that many places point here, at least in this case, it makes sense logically.

"I can sense your doubts. This is a corner of the ruins of the old era empire, and it is also the [Ju Mausoleum]. At the same time, the surface world and the star world are all going to die, but are not willing to die. The boarding place. We are hiding here. , has been waiting to welcome, the arrival of one human being after another."

This Pingting elf waved gracefully, and the next moment she took Lin En away from the huge stargazing machine and came to the end of this vast sky.

Standing here, you can clearly see the gray world under your feet.

It happened that the prominence stopped, and the silver atmosphere was no longer permeating. The whole silent earth was so heart-wrenching at a glance. Only at this time did Lynn realize that they had been on the tree all the time. Strictly speaking, it is like a transparent dewdrop hanging on a giant tree, or a glass bead that is biased towards a hemisphere.

A castle made of trees?

Atari...

Lynn just remembered something, and the ambiguity that struck him made him confused again, and he could only speak subconsciously with the chaotic thoughts.

"Am I dead?"

"It depends on how you define death. If you think that you were completely different from the one you were at this moment, then you are indeed dead." The elf answered Lynn's question very intimately, but this kindness revealed that A kind of procedural coldness, she was just answering this kind of thing.

Lynn felt that he should have grinned again, this elf is really interesting.

Too bad he couldn't see each other clearly.

"You said this is [Juling], I remember that [Juling] is a god... Is [Juling] alive?" In order to organize this problem, Lin En spent a lot of time when he could only use his instinctive thinking. Great power.

He must be stupid now. He speaks slowly and thinks slowly like an idiot. He tries very hard to be faster, but this place is like a lost dream.

"It used to be." The elf replied flatly.

"once?"

"'Where did the Juling come from? This is a question.' This sentence came from the mouths of your human ascendants. And my answer was, 'The sun falls, the gods sing, and the gold arrives.', 【Juling ] used to be alive, but since a **** hatched from his existence, he has ceased, and it is through him who has quiescent that we maintain Avalon's balance."

The elf was whispering to Lynn an unknown history. With a wave of her hand, the originally dark starry sky suddenly became busy with golden cracks, as if there was an incomparably powerful light source behind the dark dome curtain. , is wantonly exuding its own brilliance.

"I, I, I..."

Lynn's mind got stuck when receiving so much information.

Like a mentally handicapped person here, he knows that the news is very exciting, but his mind just can't handle it, and his sharp-minded self has been severely weakened in this place. The only luck is that the memory palace is still in operation.

He actually had a lot of questions he wanted to ask her, if [Ju Ling] died, is there still some kind of power? Which **** was hatched from [Juling]? Does she also know [Eternal Sunshine]?

"It is extremely difficult for God to die completely. Even if it is forgotten, God still needs to look up. For you, it is fashionable, but I have to tell you some information, so that you can remember them clearly."

The elf who did not say his name remained calm.

There is no contempt, no impatience, only a strange calm and rational, as if standing here and talking is something that should be done ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ does not need to be emotional.

"Why? Tell me this."

Lynn gave up processing the complicated information involving the secrets of the gods in such a bad state. He was like a computer with a 3080 graphics card that suddenly switched to the integrated display, and it was difficult to operate. If it is difficult to think, write it down first, it is definitely right.

"This is the program." The elf paced casually, like a bird and a butterfly.

"Please speak clearly."

"As sung in the epic, the sky is above, and before a legend begins, there are always extraordinary omens." The elf's words were really sung. It is touching, which confirms the saying that every elf is an artist who can sing and dance.

It was only at this time that Lynn suddenly realized why he felt so obscure.

from the very beginning.

The elf in front of her speaks neither the common language nor the language used by Beyonders such as [Miaolan]. She uses a very ancient language, which he once heard from the language genius Atari. It was the language of the city-states living in the ancient Albion region more than a thousand years ago, dating back to before the Age of Gold.

I can understand it because he is in a dream, he is here, and he understands it as a matter of course, just like running a software, then it will start.

Lynn hadn't digested the poetry when the elf spoke again.

"Omen, the revelation has been given, we will meet again soon, next time you should adapt to Avalon. Human, thank you for your effort to talk to me." Although he was saying thank you, the elf was still calm. The tone of voice, let people feel no trace of gratitude.

The vague dream world finally hit Lynn hard.