my universe in a bottle

Chapter 71 The last afterglow
Minnis finally caught up with the floating black cloud.

And the unique wave of electromagnetic consciousness kept probing, the trembling dark cloud suddenly stopped, and there was a kind of intimacy in the chaotic consciousness.

"Even if everything is lost, the people of the clan will still remember me."

Minnis stopped, looked at the dark cloud in the sky in a plain, and sighed in his heart: "You guys came to see me?"

The dark cloud suddenly descended.

Covering this piece of land, there is a trace of remnants of the dead like gray fog, turning this piece of land into a gloomy misty cemetery in an instant.

Minnis was stunned at first, and quickly stepped closer to the cemetery.

"Herodotus, after you left, the world has become more lively."

He stood quietly, trying to communicate, and the surroundings were quiet. He felt that in front of the cemetery, he still felt the breath of his long-lost old man, that persistent and firm man.

"This is the last trace of you in this world."

He suddenly mobilized electromagnetic waves in this chaotic consciousness, sorted out these chaotic wills, and vacated an empty space in the chaotic consciousness, with the words "Herodotus' Tomb" written on it.

He thought for a while, and wrote Herodotus's epitaph on the tombstone:

【Fear is the emotion furthest away from the truth. 】

That's what he used to say.

He quickly presented flowers and brought some food, "Herodotus, you have always told me that fear is the emotion that is the furthest away from the truth."

"What I want to tell you now is that fear is also the state of mind that is closest to longevity."

"You stride out into the sky, and I retreat into the cave."

"Fear keeps me alive."

Sitting in front of the cemetery, he didn't have the lonely and lonely look before, and his expression unexpectedly became calm and gentle.

He knew the fear of death, so that among the three most civilized people in the past, he, the most unknown person, lived the longest.

But fear also made me hesitate and hesitate.

If Herodotus and Atabia, two firm men, stand on their own ground, even if they are alone, they will go on without caring.

They are monsters, and they are only human beings, who are afraid and confused.

"However, after that battle, we survived the ruins riddled with holes, and we finally recovered."

Minnis sat cross-legged generously, leaning on a rock, and suddenly began to describe what happened these days, and said with a smile:
"You can't imagine that the land of primitive tribes has become a big city, what kind of splendor it is now."

"There are cliff cities on three walls, where Wyverns come and go, caravans come in and out, residents are talking, and children are running and playing."

"The elf kingdom on the elf tree is still not very welcoming to trade. Whenever a human merchant who likes to trade and cheat approaches, he will take a bow and arrow and shoot their ass."

"In the squares of the Elf Academy and the Academy of Human Race, there are often disputes among the students, but most of them are reading books, taking walks, studying new divine arts together, riding flying dragons, and traveling around."

"The gods on the tree no longer care about the ground. The great mage Anthony, the hero of the human race, and Seridon, the natural watchman of the elf heroes, established a city-state, lived in the palace, and became kings respectively."

"Our creations have already prospered on the earth and have their own civilization and country."

Today, most intelligent life forms are as small as mites in order to save energy and space, and technology has become stronger, making them more delicate and tiny.

This is the most perfect body shape for living in this vast world.

Only civilized war heroes, strong men, have a tall and strong body the size of an ant for the convenience of fighting.

Even, as individual existences, even the mountain giant, the patron saint of the elves, is a full ten centimeters in size.

"The gods on the tree all ushered in aging after that battle, and went down to the ground to live their last lives."

"Do you still remember that Edlan who used to study gluttony to endow Paradise Lost? He became a mortal, specialized in gourmet food, and now opened a round table restaurant with a steady stream of customers. He was immersed in the smiles of the guests every day. He felt that the first half of his life Going in the wrong direction."

"Carlson is your proud deputy. He is still an old-fashioned guy who can't stop. He teaches at the Elven Academy and is the chief archmage. He has a strict personality. The children below secretly call him an old monster."

"Recently, Basel is picking up the lust research of the Seven Deadly Sins. He is very curious about the most mysterious power among the Seven Deadly Sins. He even turned himself into a male, and turned all kinds of beasts, elves, and human races he encountered into females. , to breed everywhere, to bring happiness, but Boris saw him committing crimes everywhere, and before I gave him a trial, I beat him up, pulled him to be a peaceful businessman, and established a chamber of commerce .”

Leaning on the stone, he said with a low laugh:
"That guy Barlow went to the city of the human race, opened his own blacksmith shop, and made weapons for the human warriors who came and went."

"And Heropit still has a disagreement with Barlow about the casting concept. He made a magic-casting scepter for the elves among the elves. The two old men quarreled when they met. They competed with weapons and never tired of it."

"Pnuon became the owner of a manor. He was kind and raised children every day, but he was attacked and killed by some rioting human races. But before he died, he left a suicide note. Don't avenge him. Perhaps in his eyes, It's also very interesting to leave this world like this, and we respect his choice."

"This world has finally changed."

"Gradually become what you expected when you were alive, just, enlightened, law-abiding, prosperous, mortals have ambitions, and open the way for the gods."

In this land called the world of elves, Minnis brought many stories of the gods to the tombstone. The rumors of hiding in the big cities gradually became folklore of demigods.

He talked one by one, telling the deeds of more than 6000 gods one by one, and finally talked about his own situation.

"As for me, I've only been on the tree recently, occasionally listening to their deteriorating old age, but I've never personally met those former gods."

"Because we are no longer in the same world."

"What significance did I have in the past other than exposing their identities and interfering with their lives?"

"They're having a great time now."

As he spoke, he suddenly felt a kind of loneliness lingering deep in his body, as if the deep sea submerged him.

The surroundings were quiet, and Mills couldn't help thinking of the past.

At that time, there were still very few people in this world, and the tribes on the ground were still barren.

The young wise men stand on the tree and often look at the earth with joy from the tree. They are bustling, researching and creating the tribe created on the ground together, and telling each other their dreams and ambitions.

In the past, they also made an agreement pointing to the outside of the crystal wall together, saying that they would go together to go outside the chaos and start a fantasy journey together.

But before he knew it, he was alone overlooking the elf world.

"They really bring prosperity to the whole land."

Minnis was silent for a moment, then stood up suddenly.

He looked at the sky, and vaguely thought of the clansmen who roared at the sky amidst the overwhelming floods and purple clouds in the era of wars and catastrophes.

Today's days are getting better and better.

He suddenly smiled, and after expressing all his depression and melancholy, he suddenly felt unheard of and relaxed, shaking his body.

The vicissitudes and loneliness in the eyes disappeared.

The young man suddenly laughed.

"All that needs to be said has been said. The past is over here. A brand new future is waiting for me. I don't have much time to hesitate."

"This is the stage you personally created for me, and I will also open up the next era."

His consciousness suddenly left a mark on this cemetery.

He left an empty tomb for himself—Minisi’s Tomb, and after hesitating for a moment, he wrote a few lines of epitaph for himself in advance:
"Whoever will step into the sky must first gather momentum in the muddy water to sleep forever."

"Whoever will light the holy fire will surely build a torch in the era."

"My time has come, and some mediocrity must accumulate before it can bloom."

Before Minnis left, he took a deep look at the cemetery and the tombstone he had built in advance.

He suddenly had a feeling.

I will be the last brilliant afterglow of the Atabians, and this is my final destination.

When they enter this cemetery, the creation era of the gods who created the world will become the past forever.

The Atabians will eventually turn into a distant wave in history.

(End of this chapter)