The Mythical Races I Created

　　 "The Wizard Book" 2.1

　　 1. At first, there was no world tree on the ground. The spirit of creation sprinkled a drop of blood on the ground, and the blood became the seed of the tree on the ground.

　　The Spirit of Creation said: "If the blood does not fall on the ground, it will not become tens of thousands."

　　2, the leaves of the tree became us, the eldest son of God, and we naturally shoulder the sacred task of tutoring the race behind.

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　　 Shen Fanyu cut his finger and dripped a drop of his blood on the highest point of the plateau.

　　 On the ground in the center of the plateau, a tree grows from nothing.

This tree is getting bigger and taller. The tallest one exceeds 100 meters, two hundred meters, five hundred meters, and one thousand meters. It will soon become the crown of branches and trees on the plateau forest, and it seems to be OK depending on the situation. Continue to grow taller.

　　 The lush canopy covered a vast area of ​​shadow, and sunlight penetrated through the cracks in the branches and leaves of the World Tree, like pillars of golden light falling under the canopy of the World Tree.

　　 Shen Fanyu named this tree as follows. "World Tree [Ukciril], the first goddess of life."

　　The words of the spirit of creation are the physical laws of this world.

　　 The words fell, the tree of the world possessed the wisdom similar to Gaia consciousness, and the prototype of the godhead was born inside the tree.

　　The birth of the divine character made the tree of the world no longer a huge dead wood, but the first **** created by the spirit of creation.

　　 It provided feedback to Shen Fanyu.

　　‘Thank the great [Father God]. ’

　　‘Your brilliance travels in the sky and also travels to the earth. ’

　　 The brilliant points are consumed wildly.

　　 Shen Fanyu said: "I want to bless you [Uxilil], but not for you, but for the creation that descends on you."

　　 "They are your brothers and sisters, but they are by no means your children, because this is the idea I am thinking about."

　　 "So you can't interfere with any of their decisions in the future, nor can you change my creation privately."

　　 "If not, you will wither and die."

　　The words of the spirit of creation are the rules of the world.

　　 Above the ancient star, a brand-new rule suddenly appeared. This rule is the creation of the World Tree [Uxilil] that cannot transform the spirit of creation.

　　 "Because you have a sacred character, you cannot participate in mortal wars, but I allow you to destroy blasphemers/armies."

　　Another rule was born. Objects with sacred character cannot participate in mortal wars, but can only destroy blasphemous people/armies.

　　 Shen Fanyu did this only to prevent the future gods from interfering with the choice of his creation, which affected his own judgment of his creation.

　　 It should be clear who is good and who is bad.

　　【Uxilil】Bend the branches to express great gratitude. "Thanks to the great god, the spirit of creation, I will take good care of the great creation you have created, my brothers and compatriots."

　　 It solemnly vowed to Shen Fanyu.

　　 "However, even if I have the love for my brothers' race, I will never go to war against aliens for sheltering them."

　　 "I will not get involved in the war of the race you created in the future."

　　 "I will not destroy other wise races because of my selfish intentions, the race created for you."

　　 "The God of God and the Spirit of Creation are above, and your words are the rules of the world."

　　 So, Shen Fanyu blessed it. "World Tree, you will be immortal."

　　 "The world tree, you are the greatest natural spirit."

　　 "World Tree, you cannot be destroyed."

　　 "The world tree, part of the sub-mortal thing comes from you."

　　 "The world tree, you symbolize nature."

　　 "World Tree, my first race will be born from you."

　　 "World Tree, the first six gods I created must come from you. However, if you dare to do something against morality, the sixth **** may cause your death."

　　 The seven blessings are sent out, and the world is roaring.

　　 The words of God are powerful.

　　 What's more, the **** of the gods [the spirit of creation].

　　 The words of the Spirit of Creation are the choices of this world.

　　The Tree of the World【Uxilil】has fallen leaves on his body, like falling green fire rain.

　　 Every leaf of the tree of the world falls on the ground and turns into a green ball of light. It seems that a certain kind of life is being bred in this ball of light.

　　 This newly formed life is not enough to become a life. They are waiting for the God of God, the Spirit of Creation, to continue to create.

　　 Shen Fanyu constructed a new life according to the memory of the past, handsome males and glamorous females. This race is born the eldest son of the spirit of creation and is responsible for bringing up other children of the spirit of creation.

　　 They got the greatest preference of the spirit of creation.

　　In the future, even the gods will envy this race, because this race has received so much love from the Father God.

　　 "I give you a natural preference for you."

　　 "I give you the right to never get sick."

　　 "I give you peace-loving kindness."

　　 "I give you a life span of one hundred thousand years."

　　 "I give you a vigorous body, a strong physique, and a wise mind."

　　 "I give you fair character, justice courage, and perseverance soul."

　　 "I give you the artistic talent of ingenuity."

　　 "I give you all the beauty that you all envy, and your beauty will be envied by others."

　　 "Finally, I give you the most important gift-magic."

　　 The brilliant points instantly became -300000.

　　 Shen Fanyu frowned slightly, it was a bit against the sky to create such a perfect race out of thin air.

　　 There are not enough brilliant points now.

How to do it?

　　 There is.

　　 I will talk about the shortcomings of high elves.

　　 Shen Fanyu said: "But you will have shortcomings, because you are not gods."

"You must be proud and think that you are the best race in the world. Therefore, you love your creations too much and cherish your lives too much. You may even stop progressing in the most prosperous day in the future, and you will become extreme. keep."

　　 Brilliant points: -200000

　　 One shortcoming can be worth 100,000 brilliant points!

　　 Shen Fanyu knew in his heart: "You must be sparsely populated, because you are too strong, so your fertility is low."

　　 There is a final minus one hundred thousand brilliant points. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

　　 "You must be greedy for magic, because each of you possesses overly powerful magic. Once you give it up, you will become addicted to magic."

　　 "Magic addiction will make your body change and degenerate."

　　 "But magic has side effects, it breaks the rules of nature, you will suffer from it if you use it for a long time."

　　 There are gains and losses.

　　The Spirit of Creation, announced as follows.

Under the nine blessings of God, the world was reborn, everything returned to its order, and the eldest son of God was born under the blessing of the spirit of creation. Six thousand leaves were transformed into male spirits and six thousand leaves were transformed into ones. The female elves looked at each other curiously.

　　 When they saw the spirit of creation and looked down on them, they all felt a strong sense of belonging and awe.

　　 "Father... Father God."

　　 At this time, this is the only word they know.

　　 Shen Fanyu frowned, he looked at the World Tree [Uxilil] dissatisfied. "I haven't given them civilization yet."

　　 "They shouldn't know words."

　　 "Uxilil, you shouldn't be troublesome."

　　 Yuksilil tremblingly said that it was just that she wanted to please the **** of the gods. She thought that by doing so, she could make the spirit of creation happy.

　　 Shen Fanyu nodded slightly, and stopped pursuing such trivial matters.

　　 "Uxilil, please don't shelter the elves in the thousand years before the elves are born, unless an elves come to you with flowers in hand, recite my name, and ask me to give them shelter."

　　 The tree of the world, Yukciril, bends a thousand-meter-high branch.

　　 "Please follow the imperial decree, your will is the way."

　　 There was spirit in the beginning, and words became enlightened;

　　The spirit of creation, the origin of Tao.