And he also remembered a lot of things, including the things carved on the door deep in the Temple of the Full Moon. The picture on the door depicts a dragon coming out of a vessel like a vat.

, it turns out that this is not an illusion or description, but actually exists.

The two different races, dragons and birdmen, were first born in that glass jar, and then moved into this world.

Helfas: "So you completed your mission and left the world in the glass jar, but how did you solve the problem of power backlash? At least judging from your current appearance, you should have solved it."

Chulando: "When I left, I not only completed my mission, but also fulfilled the witch's expectations."

"I found a plausible life template of bird people, a group of bird people without wings but named birds."

"I was originally the world's first birdman created by the witch according to the original birdman template, but the witch gave me part of the strange power of snow. I was originally unable to withstand its power and laws, but after

During the eight million years of reincarnation in the vat, I have already become one with the weirdness of snow."

"I have entered the fourth level and become one with my weird instincts, and we will no longer bite each other back."

"An equally plausible answer."

Helfas understands that this situation will indeed occur after life power professionals enter the fourth level. The intelligent consciousness and weird instincts are unified and finally integrated into one, thus solving the problem of backlash.

However, this is indeed a specious answer. This can be regarded as a path, but it cannot be regarded as the way out for the life species. After all, all life authorities cannot directly jump over the previous stages and directly become fourth-level apostles.

Helfas: "Congratulations, you finally left the illusory world in the glass jar and found a way to solve the backlash."

On the ice sculpture seat, Chulando looked at Helfas and said.

"left?"

"How can you be sure that we are not in another glass tank now?"

"How do you know that everything around you may be played by some kind of nihilistic existence. They pretend to be what you want, call you king, call you a god, and play the joys, sorrows, and joys with you."

"They will also suffer, they will also be happy, but they will eventually disappear into the whiteness of nothingness."

"And everything you do is actually a mission issued by a superior being, and everything in this world is waiting for the completion of this mission."

Chulando even pointed at himself and asked Helfas very earnestly and seriously.

"Can you tell if I'm real or imaginary?"

"Are you sure I'm not being played by some being, and I don't even know I'm playing myself?"

Herfas was speechless.

Chulando looked at Helfas with clear and confused eyes, shook his head slowly and said.

"I can't even tell whether I am the first birdman or this weird snow creature."

"I can't tell whether this world is real or the world I was in is real."

"I can't tell whether I'm dead or alive. I don't know if I've ever walked out of that glass jar. How can you dare to say whether this world is true or false?"

This seems to be an unarguable answer.

Helfas finished listening to the story, but did not find the answer, but the purpose of his trip had been achieved.

He thanked Chulando and then prepared to leave.

Just after taking a few steps, he suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, at the end of the experience you were talking about in the tank world, you seemed to say that you brought out some of the birdmen."

Helfas felt a little strange, there must be something wrong with this.

"This is?"

At this moment, the King of the Sky, Chulando, seemed to have changed into a different person.

He stood up on the ice sculpture sky throne, looked down at the ice sculpture world he created, and said to Helfas.

"Don't you see, they are right here."

"They live here, cheering for me, surrounding me."

Helfas looked around, and there was obviously nothing here.

In the empty ice crystal city, there is only the King of the Sky, Chulando, sitting on the ice throne.

But Helfas said nothing more, just nodded and left.

On the way, the envoy of the Sealed Book who had been silent emerged from under Helfas's robe.

"He seems to be crazy."

Helfas walked to the edge of the floating platform and looked back at the ice-sculpted Sky Throne deep in the palace.

"Maybe he is the one who is truly awake."

While staring, the figure on the ice seat gradually became distorted and became more and more familiar.

In a daze, Helfas seemed to see himself transforming into him.
Chapter completed!