The birdsong and the fragrance of flowers in front of him were all real, which made Silas' tense mood relax a little.
Originally, he just wanted to give it a try, thinking it would be good if he could find a place sheltered from the wind to temporarily repair, but the fairyland in front of him gave Silas more possibilities.
“It might be a good choice to live here temporarily.”
The thought came into his mind, and with it an urge to settle down permanently.
Although we know that this is just a world built by Thoth in Senet, the beauty here seems to have a strong attraction.
Several years have passed in this small world. Silas collected wood blocks and built his own cabin, living a life without worries about food and drink.
The animals in pairs have already bred their next generation, and even Dang Kang, the original partner, has given birth to his own cubs.
Carnivores and herbivores coexist harmoniously in this world.
Cats and dogs rely on each other, birds and mice chase each other, and lions and tigers lick their fur.
Time flies quickly in this beautiful and peaceful little world. Silas feels lonely as he watches the animals live in harmony day after day.
The beard on his face had grown to his chest, and his hair was almost shoulder-length.
The tattered clothes on his body had long been thrown away and replaced with a straw raincoat.
Whenever I feel down, I always see more beautiful things.
The birth of new life, the blooming of beautiful flowers, and the cheerful singing of birds, but this beauty seems to be slowly corroding one's soul.
Looking at the scratches he had carved in the wooden house, Silas began to forget the original purpose of coming to this small world.
"Why did you make the scratches on the board in the first place?"
Such questions arose in Silas' mind.
All kinds of beautiful scenes appeared before my eyes at the same time, as if wanting to make me stay here forever.
The passage of time caused Silas's memories to become blurred. He could no longer remember why he came to this place and when he came here.
The faith in my heart is becoming increasingly vague, and have I lost myself in this peaceful and stable environment
The fleeting thought was dispelled by a cold gaze, and Silas remembered where he had felt it before.
That was before I climbed the ladder to heaven and climbed the sacred Kunlun Mountain.
Silas walked out of the cabin he had worked so hard to build and closed his eyes.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a flash of snow.
What you see, think and imagine were all real in the small world just now, but now they are false.
What I see now is the cruel truth.
When I opened my eyes, I saw snow as pale as bones and the remains of animals that had been frozen stiff.
They don't feel any pain or struggle before they die, because they already exist forever in that peaceful place.
Silas looked down and found that the fingertips of both his hands had turned black. He was almost reaching the limit of his body.
If you continue to stay here, you will only become a ghost on this sacred mountain Kunlun.
He climbed out of the snow and first stretched his body to get the blood flowing.
Every time he moved, a white light would come out of his mouth. Despite this, he walked over to the animals that were not completely frozen and patted them awake.
"Dang Kang, Dang Kang, wake up."
Silas patted Dang Kang's pig face hard, and Dang Kang seemed to grunt twice in that peaceful dream.
Silas had to grab the pig's slightly trembling ears and pull hard.
When Dang Kang felt the pain, he instinctively shook his head, and the fangs almost scratched Silas' chest, but this also woke Dang Kang up from his sweet dream.
After Dang Kang opened his eyes, he seemed unable to accept the reality. But when a cold snowflake fell on his pig nose, he shivered before realizing that the beauty just now was just an illusion.
His piglets were just fantasies, and the honey brought to his mouth was just a lump of snow.
Dang Kang angrily dug his front hooves twice in the snow, as if he was going to launch an angry charge at Silas, but when he thought about how he almost froze to death, he stopped.
It walked slowly to the other animals and woke them up one by one with its pig nose.
Some animals woke up, but some animals slept forever in that beautiful and peaceful paradise.
The team moving forward was rebuilt, but this time there were less than a hundred animals left.
Most of the animals suffered a lot of frostbite, which affected their ability to move, but they had to keep moving forward.
The area outside the sacred mountain is like a scorched earth, and all traces of the forest have been wiped out.
The earth was turned into wasteland under the ruthless burning of the flames, and the dust blowing in the wind seemed to carry the final sorrow of life.
Back on the stairs, Silas continued to lead the "remnants of the defeated army" forward.
Passed through the foggy clouds and survived the cold current with thin air.
On the top of the mountain, at the end of the long stairs, is a palace independent of all living beings.
Just looking at this palace from afar, I felt that there was no life in it.
Although this palace is magnificent, it cannot suppress the loneliness that seems to be indifferent to all living things.
The mahogany gate of the palace is painted gold, and the palace has a sense of incongruity that transcends this era.
Red walls and white tiles, green leaves and black altars, golden tripods and silver beams.
The luxury and elegance carry a hint of fairy spirit that does not exist in the human world, but no matter how beautiful and gorgeous the building is, there is only one person living here.
That is the owner of that gaze.
The man was now sitting in the empty hall.
The throne is engraved with snake-like creatures with five claws and golden scales, two long whiskers extending from the corners of the mouth, and a pair of antler-like horns.
There are nine of these extremely noble-looking creatures on the throne.
The man held a teacup made of pure gold in his hand, and wisps of warm smoke rose from the teacup.
He did not look at Silas and the creature who had intruded, but just quietly sipped the tea in his cup.
Silas did not say anything, but just stood in the hall, waiting for the reaction of the hall owner.
The golden tripod in front of them was burning with fragrant sandalwood. The sandalwood seeping out from the holes of the tripod seemed to bring a little spiritual comfort to the tired animals and Silas.
Many animals sat cross-legged on the ground, seemingly waiting for enlightenment.
Silas didn't dare to make any move. After experiencing that Utopia, he became more cautious.
Time passed minute by minute, and the man seemed to never finish the tea in his cup, while Silas, who was holding on, seemed to be shaky.
The man put down the cup in his hand and stood up.
He took off a golden armband from his sleeve and handed it to Silas.
After Silas took it, the sleeve needle turned into a long blue chop.
It turns out that this is the key that Thoth hid in this Senet.
No, this is the one.
The image became blurry, and Silas realized that the story in this section of Senet was coming to an end.
But the man spoke, and said something calmly and elegantly,
"My name is Yuansheng."
He transformed into a golden dragon on the throne and flew into the sky.
It started to rain heavily from the sky, and the heavy rain put out the burning fire.
But the largest fireball had already streaked across the sky and was about to land on the ground full of holes.
The golden dragon ignited its scales and charged straight towards the meteor.
This was the last scene Silas saw in this scene of Senet.
He didn't know who Yuansheng was, why he did this, what the final outcome was, or whether Yuansheng survived.
But Silas saw a supreme spirit of dedication.
Silas, who had already received two long cuts, was almost invincible in this battle of Senet, but when he woke up, Thoth stood in front of him with a smile.
Thoth was playing with two long blue axes in his hands, looking at Silas and saying,
"I've been waiting for you for a long time."
The Senet scene on the ground had been removed, and Lori walked up to Silas angrily and squeezed his arm.
"If you hadn't been dragging yourself out in that dream for so long, you might have won!"
"How is it? Is Senet fun?"
Lori said with her hands on her hips.
"I loved playing this when I was a kid. It doesn't matter if I lose, I can just explore different worlds anyway. It's so fun."
Silas nodded woodenly. The two battles with Sennet had already told him many secrets, but the real answer was in Toth's hands.
"We're tied, what now?"
Silas asked Thoth.
"Then you owe me a promise and I will tell you the secret, okay?"
Thoth smiled cunningly and took back the two long axes from Silas' hands.
Silas nodded, flew to Thoth's side, and said softly,
"Thank you, Master Thoth."
Toth waved his hand nonchalantly and began to convey some knowledge orally.
"First, you need to know what the prototype of Sennet is, and then I can tell you what will happen next."
As Toth spoke, he drew a curtain of light in the air with his hands.
"Look, this is a great pure white space.
It is said that the Pure White Space was created by a great being whose name cannot be mentioned, and the Pure White Space has had several owners.
One is an ancient alien intelligent race called the Ancients, and the other is a pure spiritual race that has abandoned its physical body and split from a race with other opinions among the Ancients - Yis.
What Sennet referred to was one of the functions of the pure white space controlled and developed by the Yis people: recording time.
What you see, experience, and go through are all historical facts that actually happened.
No one has added fuel to the fire, and no later generations have made any changes to history.
The era you live in is a reflection of the era itself."
After hearing this, Lori flew towards Toth and bit Toth's arm.
"Lord Thoth, why didn't you tell me this before!"
Toth rubbed Lori's ears lovingly.
"If I tell you, you will doubt your own faith, but I can only let you know now."
“Since Senite already has such power, wouldn’t the Pure White Space be even more powerful
But how does this relate to the information we are seeking from the two forbidden books, the Black Book of the Dead and the Golden Book of the Sun?"
Silas asked confused.
"Do you remember Yuansheng?"
Thoth looked into the void and asked quietly.
"Well, I was very impressed, but I didn't know him at all."
Silas nodded heavily, then spoke with a heavy heart.
"Gensheng and I are good friends. The period you went through was actually the period when he and I met."
Thoth smiled and replied,
“And Yuansheng, he is the first generation of gods on earth.
Almost no one on earth remembers him, because even his existence has been erased."
After hearing this, Silas lowered his head and did not speak for a long time.
"What does the first generation of gods mean?"
Lori saw Silas looking depressed and asked him the questions he wanted to know.
“The prosperity of the world cannot be achieved overnight, and the gods of the world do not appear out of thin air.
This also answers Silas' question, the power of pure white space.
In the pure white space of the first generation, there was a ball of light. The great race of Is put intelligent creatures into this ball of light, allowing them to gain various different abilities.
This was the original plan to create a god.
Your father, Anubis, and I were both part of the later god-making plan."
Silas looked up at Thoth in astonishment.
“Creating a god?!
Why create a god? ! "
"You've been through it yourself, so you should tell me why?"
Thoth replied with a smile.
"Is it because of a disaster?"
Silas thought back to the great flood and the life-killing meteor he had experienced.
“What you see is just appearance.
All the disasters you see are brought only by outsiders.
The roar in the deep sea and the huge meteor are all aliens that descended upon the earth from outside the earth.
I think you should be very familiar with the name Cthulhu, the master of the roar."
Thoth changed the light curtain in front of the two people, and a huge and terrifying creature appeared in the light curtain.
Fear and information beyond human comprehension instantly appeared in the minds of the two men, and Silas closed his eyes immediately after reacting.
“The original intention of creating gods is to protect this world, to protect the life created by the ancients, to protect the rare living environment on Earth, and to fight against these terrifying existences from the depths of the universe.
But the price of creating a god also led to the decline of the Yis race, which had separated itself from the ancients. The highly functioning pure white space required a large amount of energy, but the Yis's body defense became extremely poor due to the need to support the god-creating plan.
Then a race called Flying Hydra used war to split Is's race into pieces, and the operation of the pure white space also stopped.
In order to survive, Yis escaped into the turbulence of time and space, lost his body forever, and turned into a living being like a collection of spirits.
Before that, the God-making project had only been successfully implemented five times.
One was the Zhongyuan in the Far East, one was our ancient Egypt, one was the extinct Maya, one was Beiou, and the last time was in the Mediterranean region.
We indigenous gods each have our own duties and protect our area, but when faced with terrible invaders we simply seal them up.
And our true identity is the long-dormant ancient god clan."