I AM GOD!

Chapter 146 The Manager of the Fairy Library

When Sandean woke up, he found himself in a boat, with his head resting on the ship’s side, and the floating starlight beneath him.

This is a very familiar silver sailing ship, the whole is wrapped in a huge bubble.

The dim lights on the bow of the boat were shining, and the ferryman was holding the boat across the sea of ​​stars. Just watching this scene made people feel peaceful and drowsy.

“Back again.”

Sandean stood up on the side of the ship and looked at the familiar scene around him.

This is not the first time he has been here.

The last time he came, he was a teenager, a slave who panicked and got the inheritance of the saints.

It’s just that if you return again this time, it’s impossible to leave.

His story is over, he is here to usher in his final ending.

The last time Sandean couldn’t see the ferryman clearly, only a dark shadow could be seen.

But this time when he glanced over the ferryman, he found that the other party had changed.

The boat lights illuminate his profile, and he can see the other side clearly.

Sandean exclaimed: “Your Majesty Henir?”

He couldn’t help but want to stand up, but he took a closer look, but he looked a little like it.

He sat down again and breathed a sigh of relief.

He stared at the ferryman for a long time, and asked the ferryman in the same tone as chatting with an old friend.

“Hey! Do you have a name?”

“Should also be a well-known figure in history, right?”

The ferryman did not pay any attention to Sande Ann as the last time, only Sande Ann talked to himself.

Sandean gave up his plan to communicate with him, sitting on the boat quietly waiting for the boat to enter the dream world.

After passing through the gate of the kingdom of gods, Sandean did not go through trials like the other trilobites, because he signed a contract with the kingdom of fairies and the cup of gods.

When his life ends, everything about him will be integrated into the fairyland and become a part of the Realm of fairy dreams.

As the ship passed through the fairyland, Sandean was about to get up.

However, the boat did not stop.

The ferryman’s rowing action remained the same, and he went directly to the deeper part of the dream world.

Sand’an, who was leaning on the side of the ship, had his eyes lit up, and he immediately stood up and looked in the direction the ship was heading.

He guessed the own destination.

really.

He saw a dream island floating in the void appeared in front of him, with endless golden sprinkling here, Sacred and dreamy.

“That is!”

“God-given land.”

He was agitated, he was restless.

But when he entered the place he once dreamed of, which was also the place where the gods lived, all the ups and downs in his heart calmed down.

He passed through the legendary sea of ​​sun and flowers, and the fragrance of flowers baptized his originally gloomy mood.

After walking through the ancient god Xu Paradise and the city, he seemed to see the traces of the lives of countless ancestors and ancestors here for generations.

He touched the statue of King Ledrich and stepped onto the temple built by the first king of wisdom for the gods.

In front of the temple, he saw Sheila, the messenger of God.

The fairy in the dream told him: “God is waiting for you inside.”

He knew that the messenger of God was responding to his question about leaving the country of fairies.

In the temple.

God is not on the altar, but sitting under the stained glass window.

He leaned on a luxurious chair that was slightly flexible.

The golden sunlight shone on the ground through the glass windows, and the dappled colored light and shadow cast at the feet of God like a map of the world.

In myths and legends, this seat should belong to Sheila, the messenger of God. When the great poet Tito saw the gods hundreds of years ago, the messenger of God was separated from the mother of life.

The messenger of the gods sat on this chair and slept with a pillow of dream eggs. Sandean saw a painting made by later generations based on this scene in the sky temple.

Hanging on the wall is a pair of stone carvings. It is a work of his teacher Stan Tito in his youth.

He remembered that Master Own sacrificed it in an underground cave in Tito Town.

It seems that God received it in the end.

He also saw Sally, the mother of life, wearing a white veil, leaning on the armrest of the seat of God, holding a conch-like artifact in her hand.

The legendary mother snail.

This was originally beautiful as an angel-like picture, but the moment Sandean saw the mother of life and the horn, he saw a terrifying scene of the destruction of the world.

That is obviously the female snail that breeds all things, but he feels that when it blows, it is the moment when all things die.

For a long time, no one spoke.

Sand’an’s mood was extremely chaotic, countless messy thoughts flowed through his mind, and anything in the temple made him dream.

Suddenly, he saw the book that God was holding.

That was “The Power of Wisdom, Power” compiled by Sandean himself. The shadow of God suddenly overlapped with the existence he saw in the Temple of Truth that summer night.

“So at that time.”

“What I saw is really God!”

Sandean exclaimed inwardly, but did not dare to show it on his face.

But this also made him finally plucked up the courage to step forward, and he knelt under the god’s seat and held up the god’s grace stone with both hands.

“God!”

“This is my gift to you. Thank you for your guidance.”

“Although I have not been able to bring Tier 4 strength, my student Lan En will definitely accomplish what I failed to accomplish.”

Speaking of this, Sandean suddenly thought of Haru.

“pity.”

“You clearly pointed out the direction for me, and I finally deviated from the right path.”

God held the book in one hand and raised the other hand.

The divine grace stone fell into his palm.

Sandean took this opportunity to ask questions that he couldn’t calm down.

“Great God Insai.”

“Do these things I did really bring the future to Sanye?”

God looked over, his eyes were not as hot as the sun, nor as cold as the moon.

It is more like a Star far away in the sky, eternal and untouchable.

God said.

“Sandean!”

“What do you want to hear is the right or wrong I told you? Or the right or wrong that the Hiinsae told you?”

“Or.”

“It is right or wrong after witnessing the years after thousands of years.”

Sand’an was stunned, then bowed his head after a long time.

He looked at the ground and couldn’t help laughing at himself.

“Unexpectedly, at the end, I became deceived myself.”

He understands.

When he asked this sentence, he was no longer seeking answers.

He was just seeking God’s relief and forgiveness.

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The messenger of the gods was walking in front, and Sandean followed her through the kingdom of fairies.

The outside world is ever-changing, but it doesn’t seem to have changed much from when he came when he was a teenager, and he can even call out many fairies by their names.

The fairies laughed and chased behind him and Sheila, the envoy of the gods, shouting Sandean’s name and making faces at him as they did many years ago.

Everything is so familiar.

It’s as if he only left yesterday.

Sandean asked the messenger of God: “What will I welcome?”

The fairy in the dream told him: “At the moment your body is completely dead, your wisdom and emotions will dissipate, and pain and joy will also go away with the wind.”

“But your memory will always be a part of this place, the shadow of the memory in the Realm of Dreams.”

Sheila the messenger of God paused and asked Sandean seriously.

“Sandean!”

“What do you want and favorite to do?”

This gave Sandean a chance to choose, and it was also unavailable to other spiritual priests.

Sandean suddenly remembered the picture of him reading in the library with a lamp in his youth.

Faint light, quiet corner.

He was holding the book, but the whole world was reflected in his eyes.

Later, he also established the Temple of Truth and owned his own library.

But I can’t find the feeling of being a teenager anymore, the throbbing of swimming in the sea of ​​knowledge and books, it is a kind of joy that the doors of the world of truth are opening for myself.

Sandean smiled on his face, with the simplicity and innocence of his youth.

“My favorite is reading books.”

It seems that a long time has passed in the dream world, but in the present world on the other side, Sandean just stopped breathing.

His appearance gradually faded, and finally turned into a ball of light.

A figure carrying memory.

From this day on, a strange administrator appeared in the library of the fairyland.

Whenever a new spiritual priest comes, he will always ask each other.

“Hey!”

“Do you know the news from the Temple of Truth?”

“Is it still there?”

He kept repeating these questions, asking everyone who came here.

At the beginning, those spiritual priests were able to answer his questions and talk to him about the good and bad of the Temple of Truth.

Day after day, year after year.

Until one day, no one can remember the temple of truth.

He still held the last passenger who had just arrived, and repeatedly asked the question that he had said so many times.

“Hey!”

“you know……”

“The news from the Temple of Truth?”