Everything here seems extremely heavy.

It's so heavy that one can't breathe.

It brings people not only a sense of precipitation and reincarnation over time, but also decay and decline.

It is shouting to Helfas with silence and stillness, life will die, civilization will end, era will end, and everything is heading towards reincarnation and death.

Helfas walked forward and walked through the ruins.

In light and shadow.

He saw ancient writings among the ruins, and he saw ancient myths and legends carved on the walls, depicting gods he had never heard of, and telling stories of heroes and epics from another ethnic group.

This place seems to be pieced together from the ruins of many cities. They once had different beliefs and worshiped different great beings.

Each of them has its own legend and history, and its own glory and glory.

He passed an ancient temple.

Standing in front of the statue that collapsed into pieces, leaving only a base and lower body.

Helfas said with a very touched expression.

"Before, when I heard you say that you removed everything from the previous era and put it into this tower, I felt as if you were putting something into another place."

"In fact, you have built a mausoleum of civilization and era."

At this time, Anissa said to Helfas.

"These are the relics of a previous era."

"Maybe in the future, the civilization and belief you created will one day look like this, and be collected and cast into a unique mausoleum."

"Everything you care about now will disappear and have no meaning."

Herfas: "At least for me now, this is what I mean."

Anissa: "You really look like a mortal!"

Helfas: "Because I am a mortal now."

Anissa: "You will eventually change."

Helfas nodded, then shook his head: "But some things never change."

At this point, Herfas changed his words.

"but!"

"How could things here be preserved for so long?"

"Even a brick here should be tens of millions of years old!"

"Logically speaking, there should be nothing left of these things by now, at least they shouldn't be like this now."

Helfas stepped forward. He seemed to want to touch the broken and collapsed statue, but the moment he stretched out his hand, he suddenly remembered that he was now a soul body.

But something shocking happened. Helfas found that he had actually touched it, and even felt a real touch.

"How can this be?"

Soon, Helfas discovered the reason.

Because there is a magical power surging here, and that power invades every bit of it, every wall, every brick, even every grain of sand, and smelts them into a part of itself.

He had felt a strange down-to-earth feeling when walking in the tower before, and now he also found that he had a strange sense of touch.

Even when he got close to those objects, he could vaguely smell them.

This is something only a body can do.

"This is the Kingdom of God?"

"The power of a wise god?"

He even felt that if he lived here as a soul, would he not need a body and even gain true immortality?

Helfas was very shocked, but Anissa only responded with one sentence.

"Didn't I say that before?"

But soon, Helfas also discovered a drawback.

Here, his soul cannot penetrate the high walls that reach the top, because these objects are real to him, and he can only find the right path.

Next.

He passed through several cities and small towns one after another.

After climbing over several high walls, there were countless hills-like ruins.

but.

But he never saw the entrance leading to the upper level that Anissa told him about.

The first level of the tower is incredibly large, and the ruins seem to go on forever.

Helfas finally couldn't help but asked: "By the way, how many floors is that tree on?"

He stared at the scroll and saw Anisa's response: "The tree is on the thousandth floor, in the middle of the tower."

Helfas felt something was wrong: "One thousand floors, how long does it take to walk?"

Pijuan responded calmly: "The last people of the previous era used ethnic groups as a unit to migrate to the upper class for generations. It is said that some took a thousand or even thousands of years for their descendants to gradually reach the upper class.

"

Helfas: "You mean, it will take me a thousand or hundreds of years to go up there?"

Anissa: "Of course you don't need that long. You won't be hungry here, you don't need to eat, you don't need a place to live and reproduce, and you won't be burdened by your companions and tribesmen. You can walk without sleep, and you can stay for a short time."

The ground floats much faster than them."

Helfas listened to Anisa praising his merits, but deep down he felt it was more like mockery.

He asked: "Do you yourself walk up like this?"

Anissa: "We have our own way to go directly to the top floor, but you can't use it, after all, you don't have a seat at that table."

Helfas's face looked a little ugly. He didn't know if this was a trap set by Anissa for him or if she was playing a trick on him.

Anissa felt Helfas's anger, but she didn't seem to care too much.

"Angry?"

"Do you think this lonely journey is unbearable?"

"Don't worry, there are still more lonely and long roads waiting for you. Measured in units of ten thousand years, in units of millions, tens of millions of years are not the end."

"This section of the road."

The text on the leather scroll extends here, and there is a slight pause.

Helfas seemed to be able to see the face behind the scroll slightly raising the corners of his mouth, looking at him coldly with those snake-like eyes and saying the last words.

"It's not even practice."

Helfas did not rebuke angrily like a child, nor did he regret his choice bitterly. After thinking for a while, Helfas started to move forward.

Although he had only known Anissa for a short time, he realized that she was a very purposeful person, and she would never throw herself here for fun for nothing.

She is very arrogant, even too arrogant to deceive herself or lie to herself.

When she didn't want to talk about it, she just showed her "I don't want to tell you" look.

certainly.

It is also possible that she is just too weak and ignorant at the moment, and she is too lazy to deceive herself.

Lies are used against people who are threatening.

Helfas then walked forward: "So, from the last era to now, I am the only person who has really passed by here?"

Anissa: "Fifty million years ago, an angel came down from high places, and no one has come here since."

Helfas: "Angels, do they have wings?"

Anissa: "You also know about angels?"

Herfas: "It feels impressive."

Anissa: "I'm curious as to why you have such an impression."

Endless ruins, numerous high walls, and towers with no end in sight.

Helfas moved forward alone.

Fifty million years ago.

An angel led a girl from the top to the bottom. She was the last group of retrogrades from the previous era.

And fifty million years later.

A lost soul once again opened the door here and moved from the bottom of the Tower of Babel to the top.
Chapter completed!