"What's going on?"

Huai Shi looked at Tongji: "Illusion?"

"It is better to say what you want to say is the existence of obsession." Tongji glanced at the corpse on the ground with mercy: "The remnant of regret is like the holy mark relic in your hand.

I can do nothing and can do anything. When it is irreversible, I can only regret it in vain. I have resentment and cannot be relieved, but I don’t even know who should hate it…”

She said: "It's really pitiful."

collapse!

The hatred water in Huai Shi's hands roared.

It seemed like anger, and a ray of lightning burst out.

But as Tong Ji looked down at her eyes, she could not make any mistakes. It soon disappeared, leaving only a silent sound, as if she was sighing sadly.

The old man's resentment towards the flute-player in his obsession casts a shadow in Huai Shi's heart.

But what he cared about was the information he revealed.

Grandmaster Garland, was born in Helios?

But according to Huai Shi's understanding, he is clearly a member of the pure blood family "Herman" family, which inherited the holy name of the "Blesser"!

Could it be that the Alchemist of the Hermann family was born in Helios?

Regardless of whether this is a possibility, will the Hermann family allow their blood descendants to be bound by Helios?

If it is true, then there will be even more problems.

Every man born in Helios is limited by the laws in his soul. How did he leave Helios?

If Huai Shi is correct, Garland became the Grand Master in this situation, one hundred and twenty years ago.

It is hidden deep and not hidden like this.

"Just a madman's whisper may not be true."

Tongji said: "Besides, even Publius can escape from the Astronomical Society's prison, why can't Garland do it?"

This is even more strange.

When Huai Shi thought about it carefully, she realized an overlooked problem.

Publius' death was determined before they left the moon.

What happened to Helios proved that the news of death was just a suspicion of the Purblius.

The return of Helios to the present situation is a cycle of seventy years.

In other words, since at least seventy years ago, Publius has been on the sun chariot!

He has enough time to have many conspiracies and shameful purposes.

Besides, he is the Grand Master...

He finally discovered the bright spot.

Huai Shi suddenly asked: "If he wants to do it, he doesn't have to choose time at all. Isn't it just a matter of holding a secret ceremony at the farthest time in Helios?

Why run to Jupiter orbit?”

"Of course it's because this is also one of the needs of the secret instrument."

Tongji smiled strangely: "The gods are the product and pillar of the present realm. They cannot be established in places that are too far away from the present realm... Do you know the kind of people who have children across the country? The children born in Myanmar

, but there is no Dongxia household registration."

What's more, the actual conditions are more complicated than getting nationality by having children.

It must be in the present situation, and the closer the better, otherwise the conditions for the birth of the gods will not be true. But it cannot be too close, otherwise the three major blockades will erase it instantly.

At the same time, it must be close to hell, otherwise it lacks the necessary conditions for divine sublimation, but it cannot enter hell - otherwise it will be a delivery to the rancher.

After all the trade-offs, after filtering out countless options, the only last choice is left - Jupiter's orbit.

In the solar system projected by the present situation, but independent of it, as if stepping on a national border. Even if the fastest response measures of astronomical will arrive here, it will take at least fifteen minutes.

"But this still cannot rule out accidents."

Huai Shi said: "Although Helios was scrapped, the system still issued an invitation, and Garland also came here because of this."

Tongji shook her head helplessly.

"Where is the leftover to wait until 100% sure to do things in the world? Three percent is enough to take a try, five percent can make people feel full of confidence, and eighty percent is already a dream scene with the right time, place and people.

Besides, how can there be no risk in creating a god?”

Tongji couldn't hide her mockery: "Whether success or failure, it is the destiny of 'His'."

"What's the meaning?"

"This is probably the most miserable thing for the gods, Huai Shi." She said meaningfully: "A mortal can resist fate... But have you heard the color TV air conditioner and refrigerator say to you: Is my fate my god not my fate?

?”

Everything is destined.

Everything is a part of fate.

For the gods, this is the case.

Long before the birth of this destiny sublimated from this divine nature, there was no room for choice.

The closer you get, the deeper you go, and the more you understand the essence of it, the more you can feel your own powerlessness and a destined sad ending.

Whether it was the gods who fell, Helios, the unborn god, or even Purbrus and Garland...

The closer you get to miracles, the more likely you are to be swallowed by disasters. The closer you get to destiny, the more you can experience the cruelty and horror in it.

Purbulius had no way to stop him.

The existence of the gods is too huge.

Just birth will cause disorders of correction values ​​and distortions.

Just like an iron ball suddenly appears on a spider web, it will inevitably cause the whole area.

The strong wind rises at the end of the green duckweed.

Before the butterflies in South America had flapped their wings, signs of storms appeared.

At this moment, in this cold sky, the relics abandoned by the times, the chariots abandoned by the present realm, the monsters abandoned by hell, the gods abandoned by history, and the explorers abandoned by support.

...

In this closed furnace, everyone is like materials thrown into the cauldron, bound by their own destiny, mission, and destiny. They have no choice but to move forward.

All those who are attracted have reasons, and all those who come here are indispensable.

This may be the real secret.

——Forging the fire of the gods is always destiny!

Huai Shi finally realized it.

After a long silence, I couldn't help but frown and exclaimed in surprise: "So many messy things are put into the pot, can the cooked things be delicious?"

Helios, two masters and several alchemists, sprinkle the conspiracy of the flute-player, simmer it on a low heat, add hell precipitation, add miracles, and add disasters.

Consumption of juice on high heat.

Join the Astronomical Society’s gold medal thug, one paradise prince, one little Peppai on Huaihai Road, one disaster musician, one bottle of legendary investigator, one king of Danbo…

I'm really not afraid that you can't hold on!

I would rather put it here to boil cabbage!

Don't think it's wasteful!

Huai Shi couldn't understand what kind of random stewing this is.

I can only say that this is the Grand Master...

"So, what are we doing now?"

In the distance, amid the earth-shaking roar, Huai Shi scratched her head and looked up at the empty surroundings.

"You don't have to do anything."

Tongji said: "Just sit."

At that moment, in front of Huai Shi, a magnificent light and shadow appeared, and a figure that did not exist here was reflected in the dazzling wedge of God.

The solemn and cold posture reappeared again.

It illuminated Huai Shi's pupils.

Long time no see.

She looked around, looked at Huai Shi with a smile, and then the white rat in the skeleton's eyes shivered even more violently.

But when she stretched out her hand, she still didn't dare to disobey her will.
To be continued...