noffsinger Chapter 234 God, God's Messenger, and the Godly Tree 01
Chapter 234 God, God's Messenger, and the Godly Tree 01
The void of the sea of boundaries is vast and boundless, and the worlds of all sizes are like bubbles floating in the sea, colorful and numerous, yet fragile and easily broken.
And those main worlds are the night pearls in the sea. Countless bubbles will subconsciously gather towards them, seeking the rare light and shelter in the deep sea.
The Night Pearl can withstand the impact of the violent energy of the boundary sea, filter out the gentle energy to nourish the bubbles, and help them condense into dazzling pearls.
The pearls and bubbles, in turn, purify and feed back the excess energy, repairing the wear and tear of the Night Pearl, helping it to become more moist and perfect, and emitting a brighter and warmer light to illuminate the darkness.
They are interdependent and indispensable.
The gods are like white whales that constantly swim around them and protect them, and the taskers are like fish that shuttle between them and act as a go-between. The white whales are big and small, and the fish also have their own style.
The evil gods are like ferocious sharks hiding in the darkness. They will suddenly rush out and bite hard. Even if they are maimed or killed by a blow from the white whale's tail, they will still keep blood and meat in their mouths.
Naturally, there are also dormant whales in the darkness who have fallen into depravity. If they do not move, it is fine. However, if they move, they will inevitably stir up huge waves, causing their prey to be injured at best or die at worst, with the pearls and pearl bubbles shattered.
How strange and interesting it is that a vicious shark falls in love with a beluga whale and a beluga whale also falls in love with a vicious shark. How could the beluga whales, whose fangs have long been corroded by flesh and blood, let go of such a delicious delicacy?
Besides, how many truly good people can there be living in the dark sea of stars?
Not adding insult to injury is the most righteous thing to do.
......
{This is what he wants. As long as he wants it, I will give it to him.}
{Even if it makes him incomplete?}
{Even if it makes him incomplete.}
{Besides...it's not up to us to decide whether it's complete or not.}
......
The sound of a whale roaring rang in his ears, waking the sleeping young man up.
He held his forehead and sat up from the bed, put on his shoes and socks, put on his outer robe, walked to the window, unbolted the latch and pushed the window open.
What comes into view is the sea of clouds floating at your feet, flying boats sailing on the sea of clouds, and huge exotic beasts flying and shuttling through the sea of clouds in the sky.
A round golden sun rises over the horizon, casting a pale golden morning light over everything, outlining a delicate and three-dimensional division of light and dark for this beautiful painting. The faint light of the clouds is reflected in the dark part, making all the shadows transparent and soft, adding the last touch of spiritual charm and fairy spirit.
The wind that passed through the barrier became warm and gentle and blew the young man's hair.
The silver hair swept across the pair of icy blue eyes. The paleness in his eyes was like a layer of mist that obscured the emotions in his eyes, making him look extremely inhuman, with a temperament as cold as ice and as clear as the cold moon.
There was another distant whale cry. Just by listening to the sound, one could feel the joy of the owner of the sound.
Bang bang bang.
A restrained and polite knock on the door sounded, and a deep, mature male voice came from the other side of the door, "Junior Brother Xu, we will arrive at the Divine Island in one hour, are you up?"
The young man's eyebrows softened when he heard the voice, and a clear and calm voice came out of his mouth, "I'm already up. Thank you for reminding me, Senior Brother."
"Nothing, I'll take the brothers and sisters who have already woken up downstairs to have breakfast, you can take your time, there is still plenty of time."
"it is good."
After the footsteps at the door moved away, the young man returned to his previous expressionless look and looked at the divine light that was faintly visible in the distance.
The divine light was brilliant but illusory, like a fire without fuel, giving the illusion that it would go out at any moment.
Hope this is just his imagination.