Sunny sat on the ground and looked into the distance, her pupils a little distracted.

"He is a god who is so stingy that he even refuses to give me his name, and a god who is so generous that he puts the future in my hands."

"He's not like a god, but..."

"I really like a God like Him."

The spirit of myth expressed no expression: "So there is such a story."

Qingtian turned around and looked at Zizhu's mythical spirit and said.

"Don't tell people He's back."

"However, you never contact or talk to people outside. Even the witches don't pay attention to them unless they take the initiative and say something related to your duties."

However, at this time, the spirit of myth told Qing Tian surprising news.

"I saw him as soon as he appeared, and I also knew that he would come during this time period."

"actually."

"Many people know that he is coming back. The most powerful gods in all worlds also know that many people are waiting for him."

Qingtian stood up and faced the spirit of mythology: "What do you mean?"

Qingtian added: "Of course, He was born from you, so it wouldn't be surprising if you knew when He would return."

The spirit of myth shook his head, stared into Sunny's eyes and said.

"He was not born because of me, but I was born because of him."

"sunny."

"He's special."

Qingtian: "I know he is special."

The spirit of myth still shook his head: "His specialness is beyond what you know and can imagine."

Then, the mythical spirit of Zizhu talked about why the other person was special. It was not just because the other person had black hair and pupils, nor was it something given to him by others.

What makes him special is what he can bring to the table.

"Beyond the True God, the eighth level is the end."

"Wisdom gets rid of matter, but it can never transcend the long river of time."

"Life has left the universe and has its own crystal wall. They seem to be able to operate without the universe, but in fact they can never exist without this cosmic space."

"No matter how powerful you are."

"It's so powerful that it can span light years, and even years can't pass away. You are still within that light years and years."

"No matter how smart you are, your wisdom and talent surpass all people in the past and present, but at this point, it all comes to an end."

The spirit of myth took a step forward and stood side by side with Qingtian. Qingtian also turned around and looked outside the crystal wall with the spirit of myth.

"Even!"

"We are far from the end of this universe yet, but we have seen the end."

"Some people call it destiny, but no one has ever thought about why destiny was born."

"They don't know why their destiny appears and may never be changed in the end. They will only complain that it is because the Creator has bound them and the possibilities and future of everyone."

"they do not know."

"Destiny is born and destined because we see the end."

"We know that we can never break through the eighth level or above, we know that we can never leave the bubble of this universe, we know that the real universe will one day be swallowed up by intelligent species and life species, and we understand that everything will inevitably come to an end. Yan."

"Sunny day, this is fate."

"Seeing the end, transcending matter but not time, incarnating the world but not being able to escape the universe, being omniscient and omnipotent and knowing the end of everything."

"Destiny was born."

Finally, the spirit of myth made a conclusion.

"If everything has no end, if everything still has infinite possibilities, how can fate be determined?"

The words of the spirit of myth made Qing Tian at a loss. She was indeed very powerful, so powerful that she had already made countless worlds admire and worship her, and made countless myths bow to their knees.

But this was the first time she heard the truth about fate.

But what’s more important is what the spirit of Zizhu Mythology said next: “Only Helfas can break this deadlock of fate.”

Qingtian asked him: "Can he break through the eighth level or above?"

Mythical Spirit: "It has nothing to do with whether he can break through the eighth level, or even his strength."

Qingtian: "Then why do you say that only He can break it?"

Spirit of Myth: "I just say that he can find this way for everyone, but I know only a limited amount about how to do it specifically."

Qingtian: "Who said these?"

The spirit of mythology spoke a title that was superior to all gods: "The Lord of Dreams."

Hearing this title, all Qingtian's doubts disappeared instantly. If these words came from the dominant god, it could only be true.

The spirit of myth also talked about the process of hearing these words, which was already hundreds of millions of years ago.

"The last time the Supreme God came to the world, I saw the Lord of Dreams, in that infinite and eternal dream."

"Because I was also born with a mission."

"I am the pillar of the Era of Life and the anchor of Helfas. I accept the arrangement of the Supreme God and am waiting here for him to come to me."

That's right, the Supreme God has already returned once.

The gods who created everything have returned to time. They have seen the Pillars of Creation deep in the universe, flown through black holes and galaxies, and have crossed galaxies to reach the deepest part of the universe. But it is a pity that they can not see them. There weren't many people around.

Among them, the Spirit of the Pillar is one.

The sunny day was silent for a long time.

She thought that everything Helfas had been burdened with was over, but she didn't expect that it had just begun.

She couldn't imagine what kind of person it would take and what kind of journey it would take to carry such a heavy thing. She felt terrible just thinking about it.

She asked: "How does He want to break fate?"

She asked, but she didn't know how she asked. At this moment, she was in a daze and at a loss.

Mythical Spirit: "Follow the path he has chosen."

Sunny: "Will the Creator allow him to break his destiny?"

Mythical Spirit: "This is what the Creator intended."

Talking about such a terrible name and truth, Sunny Bird's spirit was also under tremendous pressure. She felt in a trance, as if she had become a mortal, and felt out of breath.

She seemed to see what Helfas was going to carry, and she felt that everything that made up her, including every unit of her blood, was about to be crushed.

That is.

An existence that no one else dares to face or look directly at.

It is the expectation of the gods and sentient beings in the entire universe.

Qingtian asked quickly, because she seemed to be unable to speak out if she was slower.

"He will go and see the true Creator."

"Is it the Kingdom of the Creator God?"

The spirit of myth remained motionless.

"No, the real Creator does not exist in this universe. The Creator has never entered this universe."

The spirit of mythology lowered its head slightly and looked at Sunny, who was standing side by side.

"Do you know why the Creator has not entered this universe, even though it has been waiting for the arrival of the eternal stars?"

Qingtian shook her head, and the spirit of myth told her.

"Because if the Creator enters this universe at this time, all fate will be locked into a circle, and no one can change it."

"The Creator is waiting for Helfas to go there voluntarily, hoping that he is ready to face what he must face."

Qingtian: "Then can he come back?"

Mythical Spirit: "This is beyond our knowledge."

Qingtian thought of that black-haired figure, and she remembered many things, many figures in the past, and things that had happened in the past.

"Everyone wanted to take advantage of him," she said.

Spirit of Myth: "Not everyone wants to use him, but there are some things that only he can do."

Qingtian didn’t understand why He had to do all these things: “Can’t you let Him go free?”

The spirit of myth asks: "What is freedom?"
To be continued...