The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 538 I Can Repair

"Repair?" Old Joey was completely confused by the craftsman's words. At this time, a simple "I can repair." It was like a bomb that exploded directly in Old Joey's mind. Xuan gave him a setback.

"You mean, you can fix Hongqiao?"

The craftsman nodded: "Yes."

"Oh, you are so stupid, you have never seen Hongqiao, and you have no idea how big that thing is." Old Joey said darkly.

However, before he finished speaking, the craftsman interrupted him: "Take me to have a look, just like I don't understand the bridge, and you don't understand me."

Old Joey looked at this young man, his face was calm and indescribably confident.

"Okay." Old Joey replied, then turned around and walked towards the end of the hall.

He bypassed the statue and walked through the small gate. He didn't know how many times he had walked this road. The wind and snow poured in behind the gate, a dazzling white light, the top of the mountain was covered with white snow, and between the white snow was straight Bridge to the sky.

old joey pointing away
"This is the bridge," he said.

The craftsman didn't speak, and he didn't feel the slightest shock at the huge figure of the bridge, but just walked over silently.

There are many types of wisdom, the most representative of which is [creativity], which is a benchmark for dividing the life process.

Those who can create things have stepped into the ranks of a kind of 'higher life'.

Just like 'human', although this life is so small under the curtain of the universe, compared with eagles, tigers, and other creatures, he is still absolutely superior, because he is no longer limited Instinct, but creation.

【artisan】

This profession was born based on creativity. Those who carve trees are wood craftsmen, those who chip rocks are stone craftsmen, those who build houses are home craftsmen, and the gods who create the world are craftsmen of the entire plane. .

Craftsmen can create everything, rewrite everything, and naturally repair everything.

In fact, this young man didn't know that the huge bridge in front of him was the creation of the previous craftsman.

It's just that this bridge is a failed work. Originally, he wanted to connect a link channel between planes, but this creation is too cumbersome and monotonous, so this bridge The bridge was abandoned.

In the long years since then, Hongqiao has been floating in thousands of planes as a flying link. It was used as a passage between life and death in a certain era, and it was built in another era. God is among mortals. In short, it lingers in countless planes, has countless identities and names, and finally, it drifts into this desolate and quiet world. Since then, it has taken root here as a kind of cruel hope. representative until it was chopped off by a pig.

Well, these stories are just about this cumbersome stone. The title of "craftsman" has been changed, so no one will care about the origin of Hongqiao. In short, this young man stepped over The thick white snow left an inconspicuous footprint among the mountains.

He came under the Hongqiao, and the huge and magnificent steps were like a god's building.

The craftsman raised his hand and touched a boulder.
Then, he quietly closed his eyes.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to be quiet. Old Joey couldn't restrain his thoughts from blocking all the wind and snow around him. He stared at the young man so hard that he forgot about his eyes.

He seemed to have really seen the word that was criticized and blackened.

hope.

The mountains began to shake. The earth roared.

A rock flew up from the bottom of the mountain stream under the bridge, and with a "boom!", it hit the broken part of Hongqiao. Its surface becomes another material.

However, the moment it touched the bridge section, the huge boulder began to recover, and the traces of time on the surface disappeared miraculously, and it was tightly linked to the section.

Then, the second boulder, and the third.

In the abyss, countless rocks floated up, as if a pair of giant hands picked them up one by one, and put them all back in place in a video playback method.

The sound of huge rock collisions echoed between the snow-capped mountains. The snow on the top of the mountain was shaken and began to collapse. A huge avalanche rolled down, raising white clouds all over the sky. The young man kept such a posture in vain, as if he was fighting against The bridges of the sky melt into one mention.

Loud noises, snow waterfalls, rocks flying in the air, all these scenes are mixed together.

Old Joey watched as his body began to tremble like an epileptic. Finally, he couldn't even stand still, so he plopped and fell to his knees in the snow.

"Ahhh-"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

What he yelled in his mouth were all meaningless words, like crying, like shouting, like crazy.

At the same time, at the end of the snow-capped mountain, a huge figure dashed across the sky. It was an indescribable creature, it seemed to be a giant dragon, its spread wings covered half of the sky, and lava was scattered all over its body. Flames splashed down from the wings.

This huge creature came to the edge of Hongqiao, and its paws stepped on the ridge of the snow mountain, and the snow was burned by the scorching heat.

This creature is Pego
For an incomparably long time, it has been looking for a way to leave here. It has a large body, flies very fast, and sees a lot, but he still has no way to find any way to escape from heaven.

So...he is also like Old Joey, lost in confusion. Although it can fly, if he doesn't have Old Joey, where will he go?What are you doing?Most importantly, what does he eat?
For Pego, this problem is the biggest problem that can never be avoided.

So... for years, he's been circling around the rear axle.

But at this moment, when the huge creature saw the Hongqiao and the tiny figure under the Hongqiao, it unexpectedly showed a look of shock similar to that of Old Joey.

"Aw——ahh——huh~huh~huh~"

He let out a horrible growl and a very unnatural grunt.

Don't worry about how painful it is for such a horrible monster to make pig feet out of its nose.

In short, Old Joey understood the humming.

So, he knelt on the ground and yelled towards the top of the mountain: "Yeah, we can get out of us"

He just yelled, and after a while, the young man opened his eyes.

A complete bridge is also presented between the sky and the earth.

(End of this chapter)