Lord of Enigma - Chapter 1094

[Chapter 1064 The Last Seed]

The gardens in the realm of thorns of truth will be recorded and preached by bards, created by sculptors, and painted into oil paintings by painters. The harmonious scene is being staged.

It houses all the animals and plants in the world, as well as other life.

Here, all life’s fantasies about “beauty” and “truth” can be satisfied, and the rhythm of life is extremely real in this world.

There is a party here, with gods like Gatiss, the goddess of justice, supernatural beings like Tiros and nymphs of the forest, and humans from the Origin Star.

Here, there are even two master-level spirits revered by countless civilizations and races.

Each of them is smiling, beautiful and harmonious.

This scene can probably be named after “friends of the thorns of truth”.

But as long as you get closer, you can hear some sounds that don’t match your imagination.

The little Tiros monsters who have given birth to a litter, and Jensen, who is on the verge of ascending to the gods, still maintains the true nature of the hot-blooded chatterbox. At this moment, he is fighting with another old monster who has survived for a long time and the same character has not changed. arguing.

The focus of the debate between the two sides is who has a greater role in the “return of thorns” event.

Although Jensen is occasionally talkative, he is obviously not a match for a professional troll.

His opposite is a highly decomposed head.

Second rotten boss!

The devout believer of the Rotten Father, the old monster who survived from the Dark Age to the present, Simon Baker.

Because he was trapped by Saint Confessor Martin Sims, the second rot leader had to live in symbiosis with Sims’ disciple, the next “Saint Confessor Ludwig”.

Different from the past, although the second rotten head is still in a rotten state, it is visible to the naked eye that some green thorns and tender leaves have grown on his head.

He seemed to be unaware of this, or didn’t care at all, and at this moment, a head was continuously spraying people.

Jensen, just the first victim.

Soon he went back and sprayed his old rival, and pitted him many times Martin Sims.

This old man is indeed the most sinister and darkest among the Twelve Saints.

However, the relationship between Simon Baker and Martin Sims is somewhat special. Love and kill is a more accurate description.

It was obviously abusive, but Tang Qi clearly heard a complex “love” from it.

After spraying Martin Sims, His Royal Highness the second corrupt leader seemed to be interested, and almost everyone present was not spared.

This is quite normal, after all, there are order camps in this garden, and only he is a chaotic evil camp.

A very powerful sprayer!

It’s just that he was sprayed in the field, and no one was angry, they all smiled and watched his performance.

The only ones who were spared from being sprayed were Tang Qi and Raphael. Even some guests who had reached the status of powerful gods could not escape the mouth of Simon Baker.

The reason why the second rot leader did not attack Tang Qi may be because of the unimaginable affinity of “Dream Master”.

And Raphael, Simon Baker didn’t know when to start, and he didn’t feel bad about Raphael.

Don’t talk about spraying him, that is, there will be no negative emotions and thoughts related to it.

Just as Simon Baker was fighting against the powerhouses, Tang Qi was chatting with Raphael, Gatis and other gods.

It was originally a light-hearted gathering, but due to the recent changes in the mysterious and infinite, the topic is finally becoming more and more dangerous.

Blindfolded, the beautiful and majestic goddess of justice, behind him there is a world emerging, the fire of justice inside is eternally burning, but his voice is full of an indescribable worry.

“The justice court has an accident, there is a conflict of ideas between us, and the court will face the end of dissolution.”

“Great goddess, that is bound to happen. The god of dissent has done his best to complete his mission, but the seeds of conflict have been buried in the hearts of the court gods from the beginning, and it has been beyond imagination to persist until now.”

“There is a just war!”

“But most wars have nothing to do with justice.”

The one who spoke was the Holy Prophet Pyrrhus, who had ascended to God, and his external form was an old man wearing a sackcloth robe and bare feet.

As the God of Prophets, He is not surprised by the “disintegration” of the Court of Justice.

His philosophical words explain the inevitability of the disintegration of the Court of Justice.

But his tone was not always calm, and there was more worry than Gatis in his deep eyes.

Across the beautiful garden, He looked at the boundless mystery and wondered:

“The dismantling of the court is understandable, but the timing seems too coincidental.”

“The speed at which the war factor spreads and contaminates seems to be much faster than before. I tried to make predictions, but my magic can only see death, disaster and chaos. I can’t see more clearly. These scenes are very similar to the original ones. …”

“Cataclysm!”

Before Pyrrhus finished speaking, another wise god spoke up.

He is Stella, one of Raphael’s gods, the god of wisdom, thought and lantern bearer.

His external form is a black-haired young girl, and a dark world emerges behind him, but the inside is filled with figures of “lantern bearers”, and under the lights are countless figures who are thinking and reading.

He seemed to see more things, and there was some fear in his voice.

“The war is spreading like crazy, and more and more camps are being dragged in.”

“There are also a large number of evil gods who have been imprisoned and bound since ancient times, and they have all escaped recently.”

“This is not normal, more abnormal than the cataclysm.”

…

When the gods of the thorns of truth communicated, Tang Qi remained silent.

Although at this moment there were constant impulses in his heart, he tried his best to restrain it.

The lady who disgusted him so much has taken back the seal of destiny, and it is said that there will be no more leftovers.

But at this time, every impulsive thought that Tang Qi gave birth to, immediately obtained a “special answer”.

As if somewhere, the lady was replying in person:

“Let all the souls know about the conspiracy of the fate bitch?”

“You can’t do it, as long as a little bit of information is leaked, it will trigger the counterattack of the tide of destiny, and the final curtain will come early. As revenge, I will immediately wake up the ‘Original Protoss’, and the river of destiny tells me that they are your true Feared mortal enemy.”

“Join Raphael and a group of order camp masters to hunt down the fate bitch?”

“Heh, except for ‘Tum’ who voluntarily fell, who can hunt down a god of destiny? Their birth and death are arranged by supreme destiny, and the rest of the spirits cannot interfere, and the gods cannot invade the river of destiny. Naturally Nor can they hunt down the gods of fate who are in them.”

“Give it up, as the goddess of fate, I have given everything, starting from an incomparably long era, the vast chess pieces, the infinitely complicated thread of fate… just to push the tide of fate and greet it on the ruins The coming of the Temple of Destiny.”

“There are many gods of fate, but no one can do it except me, the great me.”

“If such a plan can be stopped by a new god, what’s the point of my existence?”

It was these illusory and unusually real replies that kept Tang Qi silent.

Even though Tang Qi knew the truth, he only needed to make a small point. With the wisdom of the gods and gods in the garden, he could soon peep into part of the truth.

For example, Tang Qi spit out the names of the divine organizations such as “We Are Light”, “Lighthouse and Warriors”, and “Elegy Order”.

But in the end, Tang Qi didn’t do it.

He is very clear that fate bitch’s replies are all true.

If Tang Qi can ascend to the gods in the dark age and peep into the conspiracy of the fate bitch in advance, then as a dream master, it is indeed very possible to stop him.

Only now, it’s too late.

The final act is very close, and it may break out at any time.

Tang Qi believed that in addition to the gods in the thorns of truth camp, the rest of the gods camp had more or less noticed something wrong.

But that’s all. The arrival of the cataclysm was not stopped at the beginning, not to mention that this time it was the goddess who held most of the fate and authority in secret, and it took a long time to promote it.

“The gears of fate have begun to roll, and the tide is about to surge, and it is impossible to overturn or stop it.”

“The key to really breaking the game lies in the final act, when all arrangements are completed, and then everything returns to the unknown.”

With this thought, Tang Qi suddenly took out the thorns of truth that Raphael gave him, and threw them into the garden full of thorns.

The thorns melted in in an instant, and immediately bloomed the long swords, hourglasses, gems, bones and other symbolic flowers of the truth of the world, and a strong atmosphere of blessing permeated.

“It’s time for me to go, friends.”

“Raphael, I firmly believe that you will win the war of truth.”

“Maybe in the near future, I will need your help too.”

Hearing Tang Qi’s words, Raphael, who was also silent for a long time, smiled and nodded in response.

Tang Qi and a group of friends who hadn’t seen him for a long time signaled to each other, and then his body turned into an illusion and gradually disappeared.

A guest leaves, but the party does not dissolve.

The gods are still communicating, and Simon Baker is still arguing with Jensen and Martin Sims and others.

After an unknown time, Raphael suddenly lowered his eyes slightly.

In His wise eyes, there is a reflection of a thorn that is full of flowers of all kinds of truth.

Several of the “symbols” flickered more clearly, and the meaning contained within was instantly understood by Raphael, the master.

…

In Dreamland, Tang Qi, who is holding Deborah Town in his arms, is brilliant. With the return of a divine avatar, more tentacles and bubbles are born.

Tang Qi continued to maintain the rhythm of sowing, and at the same time there was a look of anticipation in his eyes, looking back at the rotten universe that had completely gone to war.

Deep in his heart, Tang Qi muttered:

“Where the imprint of destiny is, I will plant a dream seed.”

“That bitch has already invested in branding ahead of time, how can my seed be left behind?”

“If the hunch is correct, this will be the last one.”

The last thought was born, all the negative emotions in Tang Qi’s heart were shattered, and a strong fighting spirit began to brew.

He seemed to see the “chessboard” in front of him that was about to encompass the infinite mystery, and on one side appeared the mysterious and magnificent but hateful figure of the doe deer.

On the other side, it wasn’t just Tang Qi. Behind him, there were a lot of great and familiar figures standing. He was not alone.

ps: I’m afraid that you will urge me to update a chapter first, and there will be… 嘤嘤嘤.