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Chapter 323 The Millennium Journey

The Kingdom of Nus designated the day of Advent as Advent. When that day comes every year, the people of Logos will fall into joyful celebrations, and they will wholeheartedly praise the grace of God. On that day, countless people cross the Sea, go on a pilgrimage to the mountains.

The huge ancient tree grew on the top of the mountain, and the snow-capped roots where it was located did not match it, which further showed the sanctity of this ancient tree.

The Kingdom of Nus was isolated from the world, the war did not come there, and the plague could not break out on the invulnerable elves. It can be said that they didn't feel much about the overwhelming destruction except for the wilting wheat fields.

But this does not mean that they are not shaken by grace. These elves who have followed Tertullian to open up a new kingdom since their ancestors, their beliefs are passed down from blood to blood. Spontaneously put your hands together, look up at the sky and pray.

No one will ever forget why the Kingdom of Nus was established.

That originates from the second crisis of reason, where a group of people who don't want to get lost long to find God.

And now, the mission of establishing the Kingdom of Nus has been completed.

God came back, and His angels descended from the high mountain, gathered together with the Logosians and true believers, and brought various revelations from God.

Devout believers have recorded every word of the angels, even though these words cannot match the status of sacred scriptures, they still occupy a place in the church.

The appearance of the angels may be God's special care for His firstborn Son.

This is what the Logos and the True believers believe.

On the top of the mountain, Soramus stood in the wind and snow. Now he no longer looks like a mortal, but reveals his angelic posture.

Mesia stood behind her, and the youngest archangel whispered:

"Solamus, your story has already spread among them, and it won't be long before another stone monument will be erected all over the world."

"Maisia, I know, this is something that both I and God have anticipated."

Soramus said, and then slightly spread his six wings to meet the breeze on the mountain,

"The law has come, and even the once high stars are restricted, such as the curse god Ekabe, who no longer dares to cast a curse on the race he created, or the wine god Sippos, who also fears the law I dare not protect my offspring arbitrarily... I have announced the return of God to all things in the world, and it is time to end my journey.”

Mesia nodded in admiration. After a painful experience, he had long been reluctant to travel around the world, so he admired Solamus, who was the Archangel.

"What do you think they will think of my story?"

Soramus shrugged and asked with a smile:

"Compared with the stories of Ar, Tertullian and Alesto, the Norn, and Sealand, my story is so light, it's like a fairy tale that can be told to children."

Mesia shook her head, thought for a while, and finally said with a light smile:

"Very well, Solamus, very well.

those myths and legends,

It can be connected in series, as if there is an invisible thread, so that all the stories are closely connected.

There must be countless adventurers embarking on a journey because of your story, looking for the footprints of your existence. "

Solamus smiled too, his face was touching and beautiful.

On that road, he met many people, met many things, had countless friends, met or said goodbye along the way, and with the arrival of the city in the sky, he blew the With the horn of glory flashing, the mission has finally been accomplished.

Compared with the almost eternal existence of angels, this journey is actually not long, and as time goes by, as an angel lives ten thousand years and ten thousand years, this thousand-year journey will be remembered The miles are getting shorter and shorter.

Solamus no longer has any memories of the world in front of him, because his friends have all gone to a perfect place.

Facing the wind, Soramus turned around, walked slowly back to the holy kingdom above the sea of ​​clouds, and whispered:

"Goodbye."

A farewell fell.

A thousand-year journey has come to an end.

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How long will it take 3000 years?
For mortals, it is enough to witness the rise and fall of dozens of dynasties.

Even for the longest-lived Logosians, three thousand years means the departure of four or five generations.
After 3000 years since the kingdom of heaven came, the earth has experienced tens of thousands of vicissitudes, ups and downs.

Herries finally created his own race 1000 years after he came. It is said that he personally went to the sea of ​​clouds and prayed to God for a good way to create a race.

And not long after, the god of mountains and craftsmen created two brand new races by the volcanoes, using materials such as mud, wood, and the flesh and blood of various animals.

One is a giant and the other is a dwarf.

Herris's idea is reasonable and simple. The strong giant uses the high temperature of the volcano to build a huge furnace for the dwarves, dig a mine rich in minerals, and build various large-scale objects, while the dwarf wields a hammer and uses exquisite craftsmanship. With the spirit of enduring hardships and standing hard work, he melted the ores one by one, and turned decay into magic, and cast all kinds of ingenious objects.

Heris is very satisfied with his creations. Dwarves are small and difficult to dig mines and build too tall buildings. They have to rely on giants. Giants are simple and honest, tall and strong, and can dig mines, but it is difficult to process precision instruments. ...

The two races rely on each other and help each other. They are almost symbiotic, just like the Logos and the narwhal in ancient times.

Not long after, the dwarf kingdom was established at the foot of the volcano. Herris personally went down to build the first melting pot in history for these two new races. this masterpiece.

That is called the primordial furnace, which is not only the smelting and forging place of giants and dwarves, but also their holy place and temple.

The dwarves and giants raised the statue of Heres in the primordial furnace, and prayed to him, and, at Herris' bidding, also to the Father of the gods.

Herris was very satisfied with all of this. He looked at the coming and going life on the ground, imagining their various futures.

I don't know what changes these two races will bring to this land in the future. Herris doesn't know. He can only welcome the replacement day after day and the arrival of year after year with full anticipation.

(End of this chapter)