Spread your perception and fly over one island after another.

From full of expectations at the beginning, to gradual frustration, and finally to despair.

Although there are beautiful crystal plants, flowers and gems, crystals and dead fairies here, there is nothing that can be called a record.

Perhaps the humans of the Sun of the Divine Wings did not use written language, but recorded things in other ways.

After this thought flashed through his mind, Loran Hill changed his train of thought and began to use the system to analyze every tiny thing he saw one by one, whether it was the crystal that sealed the fairy, the piled chips under his feet, the crystal flowers and plants beside him, or the tiny floating fluorescent lights, and so on.

This went on over and over again, until finally a discovery was made on a tiny, remote island.

This island is only about one meter wide and has only a piece of light red crystal stone on it. When viewed from the outside, one can see through this translucent island and ignore it.

But when Loran Hill used system analysis, something different slowly emerged.

[Unknown system sub-end was found, connecting...]

[No response to the access...trying to inject energy]

[Energy infiltration in progress, partial circuit restoration...]

[Revisiting again, but was rejected...]

[Applying for permission, Sun Throne - Angel of the End...]

[Pass, pass, completely pass…]

[Permissions are released, and a welcome message is received]

Welcome to the fairyland, unknown visitor. This is Firael, one of the seven virtues, 'Gentleness'.

A strange yet familiar face appeared before his eyes, and a virtual image was projected above the gem.

The triple rings on his head, the golden transparent wings slowly unfolding behind him, and the robes as pure white as a researcher, this man with long golden hair is 'Gentleness', one of the seven virtues, Firael.

Loran Hill had seen him in the memories left by the crown, but at that time he was with Michael, Raguel and others. He looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old, very young.

The 'Filar' standing before her now should be from many years later. Although his appearance has become mature and handsome, his eyes seem to be filled with endless fatigue and vicissitudes.

When this virtual hazy image emerged, lines of golden words would appear below it from time to time and then disappear.

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This is information that will only be revealed after obtaining sub-end permission. It seems that you should be a descendant of a faction that is friendly to us, or our successor.

Welcome, it's a blessing to be here, no matter what the reason is.

As you can see, this is our testing ground, where many unfinished and failed experiments are preserved.

After the two crowns were shattered one after another, as one of the seven remaining virtues of the 'Sun of Divine Wings', it is my responsibility to find a new direction for the entire civilization.

To avoid the mistakes of the past and meet the challenges of the future, we will revive the ideals of the Tree of Life Order and create flawless humans.

Nature will only inefficiently select "adapters" that are in line with the current environment, but what we need are those that can transcend the existing environment and even go further.

But the dream of transcending everything was shattered after the disaster of the Sea of ​​Aegeka. The powerful "transcendent" humans who lived in the Sea of ​​Aegeka at that time have perished, and we are now nothing but the wreckage of their spirit.

There is still a long way to go before we can truly transcend. In the absence of the power of the crown, we have no choice but to settle for second best and create more outstanding 'Wingbeaters' and 'Singers' who will carry on our legacy.

The experiment lasted for a long time. I tried many combinations and developed many forms of life. Finally, the prototypes of "Wing Flapper" and "Singer" came into being.

Although the main direction and template have been roughly determined, the specific genetic details still require a long time to correct and adjust. This is a tedious but inevitable step. Unfortunately, our number of members is limited.

The members of the Sun of Divine Wings do not age and die, but the passage of time will gradually wear away their minds, slowly dulling and indifferent, and eventually they will be transformed into low-level angels to serve as supplements to the angel legion.

They have been with me in my work for hundreds of years. I can no longer go on, and finally I have to say goodbye to these friends one by one.

In the last hundred years of the project, our energy has not been focused on creating new races, because the current progress is doomed to fail to achieve the desired results.

So we started to create a 'big guy' with intelligence, which can automatically analyze and improve to help us complete the subsequent parts.

I don't know what to call it. It cannot be called artificial intelligence because it can only complete tasks according to program settings. It is far from the intelligent AI in history. The kind of intelligent AI close to humans was created in the glorious era of transcendence, but now we obviously can't do it.

After losing the crown, losing those wise predecessors, losing knowledge, and losing various resources and energy, we as human beings can no longer create as many unimaginable miracles as we did in the past.

In order to make this "big guy" work for a long time, we used the experience gained in the project to give it the ability to self-repair, absorb energy, and even grow, just like plants.

Well, in terms of appearance, it should be like a tree, about one hundred meters in diameter. It may grow bigger in the future. This can be regarded as a badge of tribute to the 'Tree of Life Sect'.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!