The stupid innate god who holds the authority of creation and life was born one step before her.
It was already very difficult for this world to give birth to two innate gods, so she was still very happy when she saw her peers.
But the goddess who looked like a girl didn't seem to be happy, and almost jumped up with a sad face, "Fire, your fire!"
Before she could react, the emerald green brilliance on the girl's hand had already shrouded it. It was not an offensive brilliance. She lowered her head and saw the emerald green brilliance that made the almost dying grass sway again.
She is a powerful god born to be raised. She was born to hold the authority of death and destruction. She is surrounded by black flames that can annihilate disgust. I wish I had eight hundred legs to escape.
But the girl was not afraid of her. Not only was she not afraid of her, but she also squatted at her feet, holding the grass, and then heaved a sigh of relief, "It's okay..."
The action of being so close made her extremely frightened. She couldn't tell whether the fright was because someone was approaching her defense range or something else. She took a few steps back and shouted with a blushing face: "It's only during a duel that you're so close! !!"
"A duel?" The girl goddess stood up and tilted her head to look over, "I don't want to duel, because I won't lose."
She exhaled from her nostrils to hide her panic, "No...no no no, don't talk big! See? The flames on me can annihilate everything!"
The girl goddess smiled, and a group of emerald light flashed on her hand, "Nothing can break my defense, so hey, I won't win, but I won't lose either."
The girl's face was elegant and noble. Even though she couldn't describe it with more precise and gorgeous words, she still felt that the girl god at the moment was too beautiful.
She froze for a moment, blushed and scratched the back of her head, "... That, I'm Ayao."
After listening to her sudden self-introduction, the girl goddess raised her head and glanced at her, as if to identify whether she still wanted to harm life in her own realm. "
It's like life has been chasing death from the moment of its birth, like death will embrace life from the moment it appears, so ah, they are really two people who are unique in the world, and that's why she came here.
But Aro doesn't seem to think so.
A towering tree grew out where A Luo was standing. She sat on the trunk and looked at A Yao, her subordinate, "You don't want to come again..."
The girl god is always so gentle, even the tone of refusal to worry is soft.
Of course, this soft tone could not refuse her, "I don't want it! Why?"
A Luo frowned in distress, "The flames on your body are so powerful, once you come here, life in my domain can't be happy anymore."
The flames on the body of the god of death all converged into the body at this moment, revealing her beautiful appearance as a young girl, she raised her hands, "Is that all right?"
She felt that A Luo must be too beautiful, otherwise, why would she want to surrender in front of her immediately
The girl on the towering tree, the goddess, jumped down in a hurry, she fell on the ground and walked over, "So, I told you not to come."
"Eh… … ?"
"You restrain the flame, and the unhappy person will become you..."
The god of death approached her happily, "I am very happy, I am very happy to be close to you."
Between the sharpest spear and the strongest shield in the world, who will win? This conflicting question is in this wild and ancient times hundreds of millions of years ago, as if it is the same as the destination she has been looking for since she was born. At the moment when the girl goddess, I got the answer all at once.
She has since restrained her sharpness.
In this lonely and empty world, Ayao, the god of death, felt that Alo was already lively enough, but she never thought whether Alo thought the same.
The universe is like a chicken, and the earth is like the yellow in an egg.
Since its birth, this world has been chaotic and barren for a long time. Apart from the two congenital gods, there are only those pesky demons and yin gods wandering in the heavens and the sky. Aluo is the god who controls creation and life. Huh, many creatures were born into this world in the blink of an eye.
Occasionally, when she created a new life, she would ask Ayao to name it with great interest, "It's softer than a tree, taller than grass... Is it better to call it a vine?"
Although he didn't understand the connection between these things at all, the god of death still nodded his face, "Nice!"
A Luo bowed her head a little shyly, and the tips of both ears turned red.
The brilliance gathered in her hands, and a young and new life was formed under her hands. Its whole body was covered with a layer of dark flames, and the scales under the flames were tender and soft. It could not even open its eyes, but it was difficult to use its head to arch Ayao, who was beside the arch, expressed his intimacy.
It was keenly aware that it had an aura similar to this powerful deity, and immediately approached this Ayao like a chick naturally approaching its mother.
"It was born after I collected the flames on Alo's body." Alo's face was pale, but she smiled happily, "There is only one in the world... You see it really likes you, Ayao!"
But I don't like it.
This sentence was spared a few times in the heart of the god of death, but she still didn't say it after all. She reached out and touched the little guy with two heads, "Let's call it Youjia."
Sure enough, Yuka, who didn't know that she was hated, stretched out her tender tongues and licked the palm of the god of death affectionately. She looked at A Luo's pale face worriedly.
She said, "The world is busy enough, Alo."
A Luo chuckled, "It's not enough."
As a congenital god, Ayao needs to understand more than anyone else what kind of existence the congenital god is.
While possessing the power of birth, they also have the responsibility that they are born with. That authority is their supremacy and reliance on everything, and it is also an inseparable cage and shackle.
There are no good things in the world that are only obtained without giving. They are born and powerful innate gods, the seeds of heaven and earth, and have the responsibility to help this world to better nurture the world.
A Luo is in charge of the authority of creation and life, and also has the responsibility of creating life. Ayao is in charge of the authority of destruction and death, and also has the responsibility of endless world birthday cycle and biological evolution and elimination.
If there is no power scattered among them, the direct life cycle of this world will be more perfect, and this world will eventually become a world of high demons that surpasses the universe.
The innate gods who lose their authority little by little will become weaker and weaker, and eventually fall to the divine position.
A Luo smiled dumbly, then got off the vine swing, and she sat next to Ayao, "It's okay, the gods are immortal, I will return to this world after all."
The innate gods who have lost their authority will return to the embrace of heaven and earth to be reborn, and will return to this world after tens of thousands of years.
The god of death sat casually on the grass, she sat far away on the vine swing and hugged Alu of Yuga in her arms, "Even if I could return to this world, would I still be me at that time, Alu at that time? Is Luo still A Luo?"
But the innate gods who have lost all memory and authority, even if they can return to heaven and earth, they are no longer them at that time.
A Luo looked at Ayao blankly, "Is there any difference between then and now?"
The god of death looked lost, "This grassland has withered grass every day, and new grass emerges from the soil every day, but no matter how many new ones appear, it is no longer the original green grass."
A Luo didn't quite understand what she said, "But, they are still beautiful every day."
She stood up and vowed vigorously: "I, I must make this world more beautiful!"
Ayao can't understand why Ayao can't understand her special to her, just like Alo can't understand why Ayao is obsessed with this special.
One day after Yujia has passed the long tens of thousands of years of infancy and entered adulthood, Ayao can no longer find Alu, even if Divine Sense can see the world in an instant, and see this world that has become full of flowers. , thousands of life explosions are generally born in this world.
There is Alo's breath in every kind of life, but Ayao has lost her Alo forever.
Her vibrant voice seemed to be still in her ears, "I, must make this world more beautiful!"
Ah Yao, who was standing in the lively world, seemed to be standing in the center of loneliness, and tears could not be controlled from her eyes.
She cried to Yuga, "I hate this world."
The two-headed divine beast shrouded in vigorous black flames gently arched her calf and whimpered softly at her.
The powerful innate god who is in charge of death and destruction landed on the ground, looking at each day with clarity, tears dripping: "...Actually, I hate myself even more."
The two innate gods who are in charge of life and death are almost involuntarily attracted and merged with each other. Even if they don't want to, they will eventually be irresistible to return to heaven and earth. After the year, new innate gods will be born in all things and reincarnation, but they are not them anymore.
The more perfect this world is, the faster the direct fusion of the cycle of life and death will be.
Alo thought that Ayao was unwilling to give up this memory in order not to be incarnated in reincarnation, so before that irresistible desire to merge completely came, she first dispelled her authority and incarnated everything.
——In this way, Ayao will be able to realize his wish to live forever in the world.
Alo loves Ayao, like loving every grass and every vine in the world.
This kind of love makes the god of death desperate.
Ten thousand years later, she dominated the end of the world. She wanted to gather all the authority left by the girl goddess, and she wanted her to be born again in this world.
Although, in fact, she had long known that she could not win.
The long river of time in the future was clearly displayed in front of her, and she lost tragically in every future flow.
It's not that she can't win, but no matter how desperately she struggles, the girl goddess she wants to win back has never thought of coming back since it was annihilated thousands of years ago.
- Alo doesn't want her anymore.
It should have been understood, from a long time ago, from the beginning of everything, from the very beginning of the encounter, she has lost her forever.
The author has something to say: The side story is finally finished, it can be finished completely, hey!
The end of the flower, everyone, see you in the next book! ()?