Becoming a creator in prehistory

Chapter 48 The Price of Salvation

Hearing Sally's dying monologue, Hamelin was overwhelmed with shame.

He didn't even remember how long it had been since he called Sally an aunt.

In order to be able to return the throne to him, the other party actually wanted to usher in the end by death.

"Damn it, what on earth am I doing to be so confused by the desire for power.

Aunt Sally is like a mother, she raised me single-handedly. "

Looking at Sally who was about to die, Hamer was heartbroken, but there was nothing he could do.

However, at this moment, he suddenly reacted.

"No, these are the futures seen through the all-seeing eye, which means that nothing has happened yet, and I still have a chance to prevent this bad situation from happening."

Thinking of this, Hamelin knelt down and prayed:
"My lord, please tell me what I should do to change the future and save my loved ones."

"Hammerlin, wasn't your original purpose to confirm Sally's death? Why did you change your mind?"

With the sound of Yuan Chu's voice, everything on the entire battlefield froze instantly.

Upon hearing this, Hamelin replied in shame:
"Lord, I was wrong.

Compared with family members, power and position are not worth mentioning. Now I just want my aunt to be safe and sound. I beg you to save my aunt. "

"Salvation? No, Hamelin. It depends on what sacrifices you're willing to make."

Hearing this, Hamelin replied firmly:
"Lord, I've been wrong for 20 years and I don't want to be wrong anymore.

As long as I can save my aunt, I am willing to give everything I have. "

"Okay, remember what you said."

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After a long journey, Sally led the tribe to the Dragonborn's lair.

She looked at the enemies who were waiting in formation, and raised her hand to signal her side to stop and line up.

"This time, it will be the final battle."

Feeling the severe pain from the stabbing talisman on her body from time to time, she secretly clenched her fists.

The Shenlong War has been fought for 20 years. Although the Golden Clan did not show much disadvantage, she knew that the balance of victory would eventually tilt towards the Dragonborn.

After all, the family of gods has limited elemental power users, but there will be more and more awakened dragon descendants.

Those who rely on the elemental power produced by the runes are completely unable to compete with the awakened dragon descendants, and the golden clan has already fallen into a disadvantage in terms of high-end combat power.

Especially when the opponent still has Dragon King Sith, Shali knows how strong he is.

"As long as the Sith are killed, the speed of the rise of the dragonborn will inevitably be hindered.

As long as there is enough time, the ethnic group will be able to domesticate more dragonborn, and their own side will not be at a great disadvantage. "

At this time, she was already ready to burn everything together.

With an order, the two sides launched a charge, and the battle was about to begin.

However, at this moment, a strange young man in a floral dress appeared in the middle of the battlefield.

I saw that he pulled out the flute around his waist and played it like no one else was there.

The melodious sound of the flute overwhelmed the shouts of killing and the sound of the horn. This sound was like magic, and everyone couldn't help but stop their charge.

Although there was no accompanying singing, the sound of the flute was passed into everyone's heart like words.

"Lord, please hear my prayer.

I have no intention of taking the life and power you have created.

Because everything in the world, every flower and every grass, is unique and indispensable.

It should not be selected, nor should it be eliminated.

I wish the world is full of hope.

Despite knowing that mortals are not kind.

But I implore you to forgive and give hope to those who wish to walk with you. "

In the sound of the flute praising the Creator, the hostility in everyone's hearts was washed away.

The surrounding vegetation grew rapidly with the sound of the flute, and a sapling at the feet of the Pied Piper grew particularly rapidly.

But in a short while, the sapling grew into a towering giant tree, which was even taller than ordinary fungal trees.

The luxuriant branches occupy a large area of ​​the sky, like a huge umbrella.

A flute ended and the trees stopped growing.

"I am the messenger of the Creator, you may call me the Piper.

The Lord has already known the dispute between the people of gold and the descendants of the dragon. From now on, the sky belongs to the dragon and the earth belongs to God. Let your disputes end here. "

Faced with the miracle of the Creator, both the Golden People and the Dragonborn fell to their knees on the ground.

The Creator is not an illusory symbol. At this moment, everyone can feel the existence of the Creator through the messenger and the giant tree under him that is higher than the sky.

However, Yuan Chu didn't care about these, he looked at the Pied Piper and said meaningfully:
"Hammerlin, the price you paid has just begun. I hope you will not regret today's decision."

That's right, the flute player in front of him is none other than Hamelin. With the help of Yuan Chu, he penetrated into the future, stopped the dragon war in time, and avoided Sally's death.

However, he also paid a huge price.

In order to buy time to rewrite the future, Hamelin can only use the all-seeing eye to cross space and appear directly on the battlefield.

And the all-seeing journey is an eternal creation, he was not affected by eternity before, it was because he was in the vestibule of eternity.

Once out of there, he will no longer be sheltered.

In the process of traveling through the space, his identity was torn apart by eternity, and he was completely left in the cracks of the space, which made everyone no longer know him, even his aunt Sally.

Gone is Hamelin, who will live on as a nameless piper.

No one will care about him, no one will remember him, even if someone knows him now, it may take a long time for others to forget him completely, and he will live alone forever.

This price was not insignificant, but Hamelin did not regret it, especially when he saw that his aunt was still alive, he felt at ease.

"That's enough, even if she doesn't recognize me anymore, it doesn't matter, it's enough for me to know that she is my relative."

Thinking of this, Hamelin came to Sally, and in the inexplicable eyes of the other side, he said:
"Auntie, I wanted to call you mother when I was very young, but unfortunately I couldn't say it all the time.

Take care mother, the son you don't know will always protect you. "

After all, Hamelin picked up the flute at his waist, played a song praising the Creator, and left here slowly.

Sally looked at the back of the other party, shed tears for some reason.

"It's so strange, I obviously don't know him."

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In the 198th year of the Shenchuang calendar, the Golden Clan used runes to carve the first calendar stone, recording the miracle sent by the Creator's envoy. The sky tree stood tall in the sky and the earth, and the world was divided into two parts.

The Dragonborn ascended the Sky Tree, built the Sky Temple on the top of the tree, and occupied the sky ever since.

And the family of gods continued to lead the people of gold to walk on the earth.

This year, the war is over...

　The narration in the article is the revised lyrics, and the original song is EXEC_COSMOFLIPS.

　　The song is relatively old, and many people may not have heard it, but the author once listened to it and was amazed.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)