"How come it won't end."

But at this time, he said something more.

"If in the future."

"One day some of us can become gods, and when we ourselves can create miracles."

"We might be able to truly stand in this world at that time."

This is not what we mean by Barrow and his son.

But the Three Leaf Man.

Barrow's second son nodded and thought: "So, God's departure may also be a good thing."

"Can we really create our own miracles?"

Barrow's eldest son: "Can any of us do it?"

Barrow looked at his two children: "What a pity!"

"The opportunity has been missed."

“We have failed to create miracles under God’s gift, and it is even more impossible in the age without Insae.”

"The era we are in is that the mortals give the last chance to be given to the race."

"If you can't catch it, you can never catch it."

Although Barrow said it was a pity, there was no regret in his voice.

His eyes looked at the high platform, and his eyes had already traveled through time.

He looked at the history of the Three Leaf people, watching the Three Leaf people get and lose again and again, and miss opportunities again and again.

But he knew that it would definitely be realized at some point in the future.

"The reason why miracles are called miracles is because they are something that mortals cannot create."

"but!"

"We are descendants of the King of Wisdom. Which of us will always inherit the power, wisdom, talent of God, and do things that mortals cannot do."

"They seized the last chance at the last moment."

"Although we can't see now."

"But in the long future, in the next era."

"The causes of the present will bear the fruits of the future."

"Those who seize the last chance will pass through the natural barrier between God and man and reach the end of eternal life."

Barrow didn't know if other people would do it, but he believed that his master would definitely do it.

However, that happened a long time later.

At the ceremony of succession, people cheered and cheered.

The ceremony entered its climax.

But Barrow left against the crowd.

When he saw the gem above the crown, part of his plan had fallen.

The smile that belonged to the old man appeared on his face again, with a straightforward and wise feeling.

"In this world, everything will pass away except one thing."

"The power of myth."

"It is the authority given to the three gods by Sai, and the bloodline we inherit from King Rydericky, the king of wisdom, and it will never disappear."

“They are part of God and have true eternity.”

Barrow walked through the crowd step by step and walked onto the spacious street.

"People will betray because of desire!"

"People will be forgotten because of the years!"

"People will die because of decay!"

"But, props won't."

He seemed to be talking about the crown, but Barrow's two sons knew that he was also referring to something else.

Barrow's youngest son: "If this is the case, why didn't Insae create a world composed of props?"

Barrow turned to look at his young son and laughed at his innocent words.

"Because that's because of the game!"

"My child."

“He can create everything, and He is the Creator who gives all.”

“He does not need any reward.”

"He doesn't need any props, He creates us just because He can."

“He gave us everything not to do, but to mercy.”

The implication is that only the Creator creates life without asking for anything in return, and He gives everything to this world.

He does not possess everything, but surpasses everything.

But mortals can't do it.

None of other gods can do it.

The three of them walked forward and finally stood at the end of the street, not far away were the port and the sea.

Barrow was bathed in the sea breeze and turned around after a long time.

"I'm glad you completed the task, but next."

“It’s time for us to complete the final plan.”

"Because the rest has been planted, the rest needs to be waited for the day when it blooms."

"My children."

"This is our agreement with our master."

Barrow had assigned the final task, and his eyes as he looked at the two children became extremely deep in an instant.

There is no emotion in my eyes, but the more I do this, the more terrifying it makes me feel.

Barrow's eldest son: "How long is this period?"

Barrow: "Until the day when the Lord becomes God."

Barrow's eldest son: "If we can't wait, our descendants can't wait either?"

Barrow: "Then let them wait instead of us."

"Forever... wait!"

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The Second Era.

Land of light.

Although Duma finally couldn't know who Barrow was, she could feel part of the emotions of the gods.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Those scenes of life evolution are not records of historical civilizations, but the imprint of God coming to this world again and again and again and unable to truly return.

Over billions of years.

He was already tired of this endless spiritual cycle.

Her mother thought God needed sacrifices, and that God could not wake up because he was missing something.

But she knew: "It's not missing."

"It's lost."

Duma looked out the door, another distant corner of the mortal world.

In the records of the Snake Man, there is an island like a state land.

Everything in the previous era, everything that was lost.

All were left on the Ruhgi Island.

If God had left something, the greatest possibility was on that island.

If she wants to find what God has lost, she must also go to that island.

Thinking of this.

A trace of fear appeared on Duma's face.
To be continued...