The Ancient Gods Chapter 1121 - 522: Lian2

Chapter 1121: Chapter 522: Lian_2

"As the person chosen by this planet, she can perceive everything happening in the world, which is why there are those structures on the island, including the palace built for herself. Because this planet was tampered with by the Primordial, as the ultimate life form, she felt threatened; by chance, she was not born near her family."

The man gazed at the sleeping girl and softly said, "This is her way of protecting herself; she is most qualified to beco the Supre, and she nad herself Lian. In our era, the most esteed people often have single-character nas. Just like my na during the human age was... Wang."

Gu Jianlin tried to profile, but what he sensed was endless sorrow.

Sorrow like a sea tide, almost suffocating him.

"Initially, I couldn’t understand why there was a girl here, but I thought I had found the world’s ultimate truth, and by finding her, I could obtain all the answers. And she... was astonished by my arrival."

The man reached out, his fingertip gently tracing the girl’s golden mask.

"Why?"

Gu Jianlin raised his eyes, puzzled.

"Hmm, because I was the one born in the presence of the Supre reflections, as a substitute for her."

The man nodded and said, "That’s her little trick, so in the story you read, the one sacrificed was , not her. Besides her, I am the most gifted on this planet. With no one knowing of her existence, I naturally beca the sacrifice used to complete the offering to the Primordial."

Gu Jianlin thought with understanding, "No wonder you can hear her voice, and co before her. This should be outside her plan; if for self-preservation, the best thod would be to erase your mory and let you leave."

"Indeed."

The man closed his eyes and spoke emphatically, "But she was too soft-hearted."

Such a simple sentence has already concluded the entire story.

Even Gods, before awakening, are rely children frightened of solitude.

Lian lived on this desolate island for countless years, finally waiting for such a person.

Reason told her to stay away, sensitivity drew her near.

Perhaps out of curiosity.

Perhaps because of compassion.

Or maybe due to the fear of loneliness.

Lian and Wang beca the world’s most familiar strangers, self-imprisoned on the deserted island, knowing and loving each other.

Until... heaven and earth crumbled.

The do of this ancient palace is a mural that has endured billions of years unscathed, depicting apocalyptic scenes, Heavenly Fire falling like teors, boiling the tumultuous sea, earthquakes and tsunamis rampant.

That was the God’s anger.

The rest of the story, Gu Jianlin could already guess.

Lian and Wang finally left that deserted island, taking their mission to return to their holand, unaware of who their enemy was, but clearly realizing it was a nearly insurmountable great existence.

Of course, they were to also confront the ancient nation’s religious faith accumulated over thousands of years.

Decaying imperial power, and supre divine authority.

They had no choice but to do so.

Otherwise, the world would completely perish.

Lian voiced the future she saw, attempting to enlighten people’s minds, awaken those enslaved by divine authority, collectively resisting the wrath that Gods were about to unleash, only to be rejected by secular beliefs, becoming a heretic or witch in people’s mouths.

Wang returned to his country, generously sharing his research results, yet ultimately could not resist the forces of imperial power, enraging the aging Pseudo Emperor, having no choice but to accept his fate of becoming a sacrifice to God.

"Didn’t you have any power back then?"

Gu Jianlin felt his chest clogged with mud, an inexplicable pressure.

"Yes, but very limited."

The man answered indifferently, "Including her, affected by the Primordial, she couldn’t truly awaken. Even exerting every effort, she could only manifest a minimal portion of the Power of Life and Death, which she used to redeem those... sinners."

Gu Jianlin closed his eyes, imagining the girl nad Lian walking amidst catastrophe, raising her skirt and bending down, cutting her own wrist, feeding her blood to those dying citizens.

"Precisely because of her compassion, her ability to bring back the dead, startled the brother back then."

The man spoke coldly, "In na, the brother intended to sacrifice

to God, but in reality, he had already found the true sacrifice. The brother pronounced her a heretic desecrating God, mobilizing the nation’s strongest forces to sentence her to the harshest punishnt. The real priesthood was secretly prepared... and I was rely a decoy."

Gu Jianlin spoke softly, "No wonder the history was recorded that way; how did you escape later?"

The man sneered.

"I encountered Qing and Chi."

So that was it.

Gu Jianlin once heard from Grandmaster that Qing and Chi changed drastically after returning from the Universe’s Deep Space.

Turns out they returned to the era of Qilin Venerable.

"When Qing and Chi arrived in that world, they had already forgotten who they were."

The man said expressionlessly, "But they were once our companions, loving her as much as I did."

Gu Jianlin was taken aback.

"With Qing and Chi’s help, we advanced to the Ninth Rank of Demigod Domain, slaughtering everything in our path."

The man raised his eyes, as if his pitch-black pupils could reflect the extinguished past: "I can’t rember how many people I killed, that Imperial City was nearly slaughtered by us. I saved her and fled toward the world’s end. At that ti, Qing and Chi’s mory gradually recovered, informing us of the existence of spacecraft. Only later did I know, according to Universe’s rules, when they ca to the past, they weren’t supposed to recall those things."