"Our city has maintained peace for nearly a thousand years, but peace may be just the brief tranquility before the storm.
The bells of time have been knocking on my premonition that something is quietly approaching.
I can feel it.
Maybe it's the darkness hidden deep in the shoreline, or the arrogant beasts roaring under the cover of ice and snow.
Although the rancid smell of blood was concealed in the depths of darkness by unknown hands, I could still smell the ominous aura.
The uneasiness lingering in the depths of the dream made me feel tired of time.
It’s such a long-lost feeling. " In the middle of the dim hall, the dim light with nowhere to find the light source makes people feel the sleepiness coming from deep in the soul.
The huge round wooden table did not refract the dim light, but gathered all the dodged dim light into the center of the round table.
The old voice came out from the darkness in the corner of the hall, and the voice was trembling, carrying a sense of exhaustion accumulated by time.
"Destiny is still entangled around me.
Even though I am standing on the commanding heights of the city, I still cannot escape the shackles of the web of fate.
I can feel the distance between me and the sun, and I can feel the clouds that are within my reach flowing under my feet.
But I still can't catch these damn spider webs.
The recurring dream from my youth came again.
I can't tell whether it's a dream or reality.
I saw a giant hammer swinging down from the depths of the sun's rays, blocking the light in the sky and even the temperature in the light.
Then the shadow of the giant hammer grew larger and larger until it covered my entire field of vision.
In the shadow of the giant hammer, everything seemed too small.
I know the hammer is approaching.
I can feel the darkness under the shadow of the giant hammer, and I can feel my fear of the depths of darkness.
As the years went by, I even forgot the taste of fear, but the shadows in my dreams made me taste the long-lost fear again.
It is different from the roars of those arrogant beasts, and it is also different from the heart-stopping tranquility deep in the coastline.
The fear that enveloped my soul even made my old body start to tremble.
I can feel the darkness under the shadows, gradually expanding, and I can also see the weak laughter and weak peace in our city, all shrouded in shadows, with nowhere to escape. " “An ants will still be ants.”
"The age hidden deep in the hair roots, and the whiteness that makes us feel oppressed, have also climbed to the tips of the hair."
"Holy Father, can the great spirit show us the way?"
In the corner at the end of the round table, old and deep voices came from the dark corner from time to time.
It was not until a hoarse voice asked a question that the voice hidden in the darkness in the corner fell silent again.
The long silence made the darkness at the end of the light thicker.
Undetectable time passed quietly in the darkness.
After a long period of silence, the light group in the round table began to tremble slightly.
"It must have been many years ago to overthrow those ridiculous believers who believed in arrogant bugs.
At that time, you also felt fear, maybe because of your youth, maybe because of the dreams that entangled you.
The group of beasts covered with gold coins, and their ridiculous pride, are already hiding in the ice and snow in the distance.
The bastards who were talking in their sleep in the darkness have also retreated back to the coastline.
But these tranquilities will not last, cannot last.
The ignorance and suspicion in the city have caused the great gods to disappear from my sight, and are even about to disappear from my perception.
And my humble piety cannot bring back the great figure of God.
But the warning voice of the gods has been lingering in my ears.
Outside our cities, those dirty livestock in the mountains and forests will never realize their own despicability.
All this cannot be calmed down.
It is uneasiness that creates the stability of the city.
Maybe a storm is coming, maybe it’s the return of the gods.
The ancient and mysterious atmosphere, I can touch its charm is approaching.
Following the traces of light is the direction the city and we need to move forward. " "The gods left, leaving behind ignorant and ignorant barbarians.
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In this desolate land, faith has become weaker and weaker, with roars and cries.
And our city is the weak one after all.
Living alone is nothing more than an accident.
If you are struggling between teeth, how can you find peace?"
"The poor worms and worms feel life and freedom under the light of us old guys.
The ugly smile hidden under the mask will one day be blatantly revealed."
"Our ancestors went from being barbaric, to being enslaved by the strong, to living under high walls today, and there was no moment of peace."
"It is still unknown who is the predator in the long river of time."
"They are just a bunch of ridiculous thieves, how can they talk about faith" Finally, a sneer came from the darkness in the corner, but what was received was a loud slap on the round table.
The round table trembled unbearably, and even the dim light in the center of the round table was shaken by the angry loud noise and almost disappeared.
"You are defiling the gods and your own race."
The cold sound is like the cold wind late at night in winter, carrying the biting temperature.
"I only know that the great yet weak Hermes discovered the alchemy that exists within the wonderful laws, and persisted in researching a technology that was regarded as a humble struggle by the world.
He taught alchemy for free, and finally saved all those who once ridiculed him. people, including you.”
"I never denied the great Hermes."
"For a great man, what is the affirmation after the light of greatness begins to shine?
The cheers after success are just the icing on the cake."
"Poor bug."
As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling milky white light flashed from the corner of the round table.
"The Holy Father is gone."
An old sigh came from the darkness in the other corner of the round table, but this sigh was like breaking the exhaustion of time to the ground.
"Hypocritical bug."
"The fog has cleared, what use can pointless quarrels do?"
An old, wrinkled hand slowly stretched out from the darkness deep inside the round table.
Dense old age spots were entangled in the folds and ravines of the pale skin.
The old hand slowly opened and held the ball of light in the center of the round table in his palm.
The dim light struggled in the old hands, but even a ray of light could not escape the palm.
The light disappeared, and the hall returned to pitch black silence. s: Upload new books, please collect them, please recommend votes, please click, and please share: