Chapter 126

"I'm back, Your Majesty."

The world will, which had regained its heyday due to the stability of the world, stood respectfully beside the black-haired god, and the childishness brought by the lack of brains in his words also disappeared completely.

It was only when all its memories came back that it realized how stupid it had been.

Before completely losing most of its memories and transforming into the innocent, innocent comic book will it once was, it had diligently and earnestly given itself hints—don't neglect César Crest, and don't disturb César Crest too much. Be respectful and guide him as much as possible...

Then I interpreted it as inexplicable awe. Later, when my memory loss became more serious, I even interrupted the other party from time to time to complain. I almost did not guide the other party at all, and the other party passed the game quickly without any damage.

——Yes, when Caesar asked the will of the comics, "Excuse me, do I know you?", it was not a random question at all. The will of the world did know Caesar, but not the mortal Caesar, but the Caesar who had become a god.

The God of this world has always been only César Crest.

Because there is no concept of time in the concept of "God", His existence transcends the constraints of time and space. Therefore, when Xizel truly becomes a god, he stands above the dimension of time and has transcended ordinary concepts. The past, present and future are only in his thoughts, so the gods of the past can naturally be him.

He maintains the balance and stability of the world, bestowing special gifts upon all living things. He separates light and darkness, sealing the heavy power of darkness into the abyss and carrying the light power of light to the sky. He quietly watches over the growth and development of all living things, accepting their worship and offerings.

This is God, the omniscient and omnipotent God.

This omniscient and omnipotent God did not exist from birth; He also needed a causal opportunity to appear.

Thus, the gods, who were supposed to be omnipresent, experienced a special "slumber period" on the timeline. This so-called "slumber period" is simply a human explanation for the period of time when the gods disappeared. In reality, during that period, the gods no longer performed miracles or protected sentient beings. This was simply because the major event in which the gods would appear was about to occur.

So one day, Césaire Cleist was born.

In order to protect the world, the Crest family chose to launch a crazy plan - since the gods have disappeared for thousands of years, whether they can be awakened is still unknown. Why not create a being that can replace the gods and complete the most important and indispensable work of the gods to protect and balance the world?

Césaire Kleist fitted the bill perfectly in every respect.

Thus, from birth, he was transformed and nurtured toward godhood. After the seeds of transformation were planted, in order to protect and conceal his existence, after numerous preparations were made, he was sent to another world connected to this one. And according to the prophecy, at the appropriate time, the candidate for godhood would naturally return.

Of course, the real world is also ruled by gods. It's just that becoming a god in this world is more difficult, and naturally, it's more stable. All of his identities in this world were orchestrated by the Comic Will during its heyday. He had already handed the script over to Comic Will long ago, so no one could follow the script and make mistakes.

Therefore, Césaire Kleist, who is a real "human body", "knows nothing", "grew up in the real modern world and was plagued by an unknown disease due to the early stage of transformation", does not bind himself to anyone else, but only to the comic will of this sickly man.

In the early and middle stages, he thought that this was a sequence, and his task was to play his own script well; until his resonance with the origin of the world gradually increased in the later stages, his divinity gradually awakened and the truth was revealed, he discovered that this was an interlude, inserting an experience of becoming a god into his long and boring life.

Of course, if we describe it using real-world terms, the "Mobius strip" might be easier to understand.

It was precisely because Cézar Crest had attained godhood that he transcended time, space, and the universe, constantly monitoring the world's operations, and that gods existed in his "past" before his ascension. To pave the way for his own ascension, and without disrupting the laws of the world, he would be cut off from contact for a thousand years, ensuring the world desperately needed a god to fill the void. It was also precisely because of his deification that he was able to cooperate with the will of the world, allowing it to serve as his "guide" and assist him in his ascension.

As for the so-called script handed over to the will of the world, it is easier to explain. These are all things that one has experienced before becoming a god. It is not much easier to give guidance to the will of the comics.

Everything is connected end to end, circulating endlessly, forming an absolutely stable closed loop, and the world has survived this catastrophe smoothly enough.

And... when Caesar first showed those inexplicable abilities of "Caesar's xxx", it was very confused and always felt that something was wrong. It didn't expect that it was actually a pit dug by the god himself, just to trick himself.

#After being caught in the rain, I also want to tear up other people’s umbrellas, even if that person is my former self#

Thinking that the present time is different from the past, the world will quickly stopped complaining in his mind.

"The high priest's consciousness has returned, Your Majesty."

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Xia Zuo broke away from that dream-like scene.

The familiar scene was still before his eyes. He was walking towards the black-haired god, and the black-haired god was maintaining a posture as if reaching out to him. The gentle words "Come to me" seemed to still ring in his ears.

“… Caesar.”

Xia Zuo heard a dry sound in his throat.

It turns out that this is what Caesar felt like when he went through everything.

It turns out that he is not the only one who is sad because of those injuries.

Caesar, who was forced to do all this, felt no less depressed than him.

He thought of the last scene he saw.

Xizel finally climbed the ladder to heaven, entered the temple, and became the supreme god of the world, but at the same time, there was no color or emotion in his eyes, as if he was just a puppet created to maintain the stability of the world.

At that time, Xia Zuo found that he had broken away from the other party's perspective and become independent.

So he couldn't help but want to touch the eyes of the black-haired god.

Those eyes, devoid of any emotion, memory, humanity, or concern, were simply too glaring to look at.

But just as his hand was about to touch his eyes, he felt something passing through his body and merging into the black-haired life in front of him.

——That was all he had seen before.

All memories, all emotions, all joy and sorrow. All that made up the personality of César Crest returned to his body at this moment. Then the black-haired god blinked, and the dreamlike scene was shattered. He returned to reality. The black-haired god smiled and stretched out his hand to him.

His earrings swayed, and finally a black-haired girl wearing similar black clothes appeared beside him. She looked at Xia Zuo with some dissatisfaction: "Why haven't you come yet? You are too slow."

—It was Ursula.

Xia Zuo didn't even know how to describe his feelings anymore. His hopes had been shattered so many times, so many times that he even suspected that all this was just a dream. He didn't dare to confirm it, fearing that if he took a step forward, this dream would be shattered by himself.

But he still took a step forward slowly and firmly.

At this moment, even the black-haired god sighed imperceptibly and said:

“Too slow.”

The next moment, Xia Zuo found that his position had been moved.

He was no longer on the battlefield, and he was no longer wearing combat uniform covered in blood and flesh. Instead, he was wearing a clean white robe, standing in the sacred and magnificent hall.

"This is my shrine."

A very familiar voice came from behind him.

Xia Zuo turned around somewhat stiffly and saw the black-haired god looking at him calmly. The warmth in those misty blue eyes was finally no longer completely unfamiliar to him.

"This divine palace is thirty thousand miles above the earth. If you wish to come to me, the ladder to heaven will pave the way for you, and the gate to heaven will open for you at any time."

"Welcome home, Xia Zuo."

The brown-haired boy stared at him blankly, the words in his ears rushing into the depths of his mind over and over again.

"Come to me" and "the gates of heaven are always open to you."

He suddenly couldn't control his emotions. Even after he was sure that Caesar could not be saved and he was in despair, he didn't lose control like that. Tears kept falling down and he couldn't stop them.

Something touched the hem of his clothes.

The black-haired girl was looking at him expressionlessly, seemingly indifferent, but actually expressing her concern in her own way.

She whispered, "Welcome home."

The brown-haired boy smiled widely, "Well, welcome home!"