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A divine servant is a puppet made from the soul of a heroic spirit, but Su Yun's creation this time is different from Jasmine's. He did not remove the memories and emotions from the soul, but directly created a new body for the soul - using the rose in his hand.
A new life form appeared in front of Su Yun. He was still sleeping, but Su Yun had no intention of waking him up.
The human soul and the rose of plague - even Su Yun could not predict what the future of this priest would be like.
Su Yun turned and looked at the monarch beside him: "Go back to your kingdom."
"When you reach the age when you should die, I will have you sent to the divine palace."
As for this priest who came back from the dead, Su Yun planned to place him directly into the divine court.
No matter whether it is the priest or the monarch, they can only go to the area belonging to Isis after "death", because among the seven creatures, only Isis does not care about the origins of her generals, and she is always short of people.
After fulfilling this promise, Su Yun brought the sleeping priest back to the temple.
He didn't know if his choice was right, but since this was a game and these two characters had come before him, he wanted to give them a future.
...Even if this future is just like the rose that has fallen into the world.
57
The re-establishment of the Divine Court has been completed.
The three creators were each responsible for their own area, and each built the most perfect one in their mind.
Su Yun first went to the area assigned to Isis. Isis was still sleeping in the pillar, so there was not even a temple here. Looking around, there was an empty flat platform with only clouds and sunlight.
He laid the priest flat on the ground and then summoned a divine servant to guard him.
Even after waking up, this priest in the human world will not be confused by the surrounding environment, and as long as he stays in Isis's area, there will be no danger.
After finishing this task, Su Yun was not in a hurry to go back. He walked slowly towards the area where the three creations had been completed.
Alice's area is a series of connected temples. He dug out the Anatol Temple he had built and placed it in the complex. The rest of the temples had no special features, and their architectural style was exactly the same as the original temple.
However, in the central hall, he carefully preserved and displayed all the things Su Yun had given him, just like an exhibition:
Small crafts placed in crystal covers,
Flowers and weeds that were frozen in time and would never decay, neatly folded clothes... and even some food that had been eaten.
Su Yun was both amused and confused by what he saw.
He walked out of Alice's area and entered Theresa's territory.
Teresa abandoned the practice of building complexes. He flattened all the temples, without even adding walls and domes, and directly built a huge open-air pool.
Clear spring water gushes out from the high platform in the center, flows over the transparent steps one by one, and finally gently pours into the pool on the ground. The bottom of the pool is also made of transparent material, through which you can see the endless clouds.
There are aquatic plants floating by the pool, they bloom with pure white flowers, surrounding the pool beautifully.
Next is Jasmine's area, which really follows his usual style, flashy, licentious, and full of worldly desires.
Perhaps because each area is responsible for its own business, the layout and decoration here are extremely luxurious, which is simply going to another extreme.
Then Su Yun turned around and returned to the throne temple. He pushed open the door inlaid with skulls. This time, the first thing that caught his eye was the four pillars.
Flora's crown pillars were already covered with cracks. The child must have become impatient and showed some signs of revival, but unfortunately, there was not enough death to give him the power to break free from the shackles.
After passing the pillars, there is Jasmine's sea of roses, and at the end of the sea of flowers is Alice's roses. Together, they constitute the only bright color in the dark hall.
as well as--
A young man in a blue robe stands beside the throne with his hands clasped behind his back; an ascetic priest sits on the steps holding a holy book; a proud nobleman stands by the sea of flowers, leaning on a cane.
Su Yun passed by them and sat down on the pure black throne.
"My children, we are going to start resurrecting Anita. Are you ready?"
"Of course, my God." Theresa bowed slightly, "I am always waiting for your orders."
Jasmine smiled and bowed, "Anita is my most cherished brother. I can't wait for him to wake up."
So Su Yun moved his gaze to Alice. This androgynous boy was now clasping his hands and looking down at his toes.
Su Yun asked softly, "Alice?"
Alice raised her head, her blue eyes were moist, and she bit her lip lightly without saying anything.
What is going on here?
Su Yun sighed softly: "If you don't want to, it's okay. After all, you have been busy twice..."
"No!
"No!" Alice tried to smile, "No, Father God, I am willing to wake up my brothers, of course I will go."
He paused and rubbed his eyes: "Father God... I just want to ask, that human... why did you bring them back?"
"That human?" Su Yun was stunned, then he realized that Alice was referring to the king and priest of Anatol.
This time Theresa didn't care about Alice's disrespect for interrupting her father, and although Jasmine had a serious face, she had quietly pricked up her ears.
"You gave him the power to not be afraid of disease before, and now you want to bring him up again." Alice gritted her teeth, "Are you going to create another brother for me?"
Su Yun was very surprised: "Create another brother? Why do you want to do that?"
"Isn't it? You always create a brother..." Alice lowered her head again, as if she had mustered up great courage, "But I won't recognize that human! Humans are too weak!"
"Master." Jasmine spoke at this time. He smiled and this time gave Alice a respectful title. "What Big Brother said does not make sense. The human soul cannot withstand the erosion of time, not to mention..."
The man with smoky grey eyes glanced meaningfully at the cracked pillar in the distance: "Maybe the other brothers don't want to either."
Teresa lowered her head meekly: "Enough, brother, Jasmine, this is the decision of the Father, how can you say this?"
He held the book in his arms and said: "We are all believers in God. We should be tolerant of all our brothers and sisters."
Su Yun didn't expect that just one question would lead to such a series of disputes. He felt helpless and amused: "How is that possible? He won't be your brother. I just want to prepare a few subordinates for Isis."
Su Yun finally shook his head: "But Alice, this is good. If you have anything you want to say, just say it directly."
The smile returned to Alice's face, his eyes lit up, and he said in a vigorous voice: "Father God! Give me the fire! Let me resurrect Anita!"
Su Yun laughed: "Then let's get started. Come here, Alice, Theresa, Jasmine."
He stretched out his hands to his creations, and crimson flames appeared in his palms. The crimson outer flames jumped out in soft arcs, and a faint fishy and sweet fragrance spread out.
"Go, war and death will never cease, sow it in the corners of the battlefield, in the wild conquests, and then let An
Nita Susheng."
58
The labyrinth festival on Creon Island ended. Without the fragrance of roses, the mysterious and strange labyrinth collapsed overnight, leaving only dust and remains.
And the prosperous Creon civilization, this pearl of the sea, has reached its end, just like its iconic maze.
The Anatolian Empire in the south came to plunder, and the Thessalians in the north went south to fight. The flames of war ignited in this sea area, and it became more and more intense, and finally spread to three continents.
Amid the wars, invasions, fusions, and destruction of countless civilizations, heroic epics and magical legends began to spread. Among them, the most magnificent theme was unique. It praised a monarch from the East, the countless magical soldiers who followed him, and his godly magic and beauty.
59
War and plunder, annexation and conquest, these are things that will never stop in human society.
As long as survival resources are limited, there is nothing to prevent war from happening.
The people from the north had sharper weapons and more iron-blooded natures. Like wolves and tigers, they occupied the conveniently located coastlines, conquered and ruled the rich lands large and small, and finally they pounced on the most beautiful pearls in the sea.
How could the Creonian civilization, which had long been accustomed to a peaceful life, resist this new warlike civilization? So they failed, and their civilization was merged into the Thessalian civilization through war and annexation.
The Creon civilization sank into the deep sea like a whale fall and became the nutrients for the emerging civilization. On this basis, Thessaly developed rapidly, continued to expand, and moved towards prosperity step by step.
As hundreds and thousands of years pass, all the buildings on the ancient island and sea will gradually become silent, leaving only a small courtyard sealed in the depths of time, silently waiting for its owner to return again.
60
Real world.
Su Yun woke up in the evening.
The setting sun once again shone into his apartment, and the heavy light dyed everything scarlet. In this blood-red color, Su Yun sat up from the bed.
His sleeping habits had been very mixed up recently, so it wasn't surprising that he would get up at this time.
The beige room was dyed red and its original appearance was no longer recognizable. Su Yun's shadow was reflected on the light brown bedside table. He was savoring the satisfaction in his dream and did not look at his own shadow which was particularly strange in the crimson light.
...Anita was about to break the pillar, and the ancient civilization evolved before his eyes, and the magnificent souls intertwined into the stars in the sky.
Su Yun
He got up and changed his clothes.
Having not eaten properly for a month, he felt hungry. Not only that, he also had the desire to eat - not because he was just hungry to fill his stomach, but because he simply wanted to eat something.
The autumn night was cold, but the city's nightlife had just begun. Su Yun wandered aimlessly along the street and finally stopped in front of a hot pot restaurant.
A strong and domineering atmosphere emanated from the wide-open door, and along with the laughter and noise of the people, it seemed particularly attractive.
Hot pot? I haven’t had it for a long time.
Su Yun's daily meals are all the most basic styles prepared by a nutritionist. He has no taste for them, all for the sake of maintaining his body functions.
The only time he would go out to eat was on days he had an appointment with Dr. Wang. Dr. Wang loved to relax and always took him to vegetarian restaurants.
When was the last time you had hotpot?
Su Yun couldn't remember, he slowly walked into the hot pot restaurant and sat down in the waiting seat.
This is a very popular shop. The waiters who come and go warmly entertain customers. Even if they are just waiting, they will be offered tea and snacks. Children can get more. Educational games and chess are also placed next to the waiting area, for fear that customers will leave due to boredom and impatience.
Su Yun was immediately surrounded by the worldly laughter. He took the tea brought by the young lady and drank it in a daze.
It’s so lively…
This liveliness reminded Su Yun of Jasmine, Alice and Theresa. If he could be with him, it would be fun for everyone to eat hotpot together, right?
"Number 92! Is Number 92 here? Ah, you are here, please follow me." The waiter called out the number and led Su Yun into the dining area. Su Yun sat down at the designated seat and the menu was soon handed to him.
"Do you need a rubber band?" The waiter considerately took out a black rubber band from the drawer.
Su Yun was stunned: "What?"
"Your hair has reached here...it might affect your hotpot eating." The waiter pointed to his neck.
Su Yun then realized that his hair was too long and he hadn't had a haircut for a long time.
He took the hair rope, but when he rolled up his hair that had grown to his neck, he found that the hair, which had turned raven black, had no luster under the strong light.
It's as black as ink.
Smoke billowed up from the pot, reflecting a hazy glow under the small lamp. At Su Yun's feet, his shadow was quietly hidden under the table, rolling silently.
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