I Am God!

Chapter 60 The True Cup of God

Fantastic starlight continuously diffused from Ballo’s body, and a door opened by countless fluorescents swallowed Ballo and the entire Sun Cup garden.

Polo hugged the star and floated up little by little, slowly rotating in the air, setting off layers of rippling waves.

In that scene, it was as if the Xinghai Galaxy was surrounding them.

finally.

Polo and the stars dissipated in the halo little by little, turning into stars,

Tito chased up with his own “Shinsai Epic” bone plate, and stared at the high sky blankly.

Whispered.

“Queen of Stars.”

“Master Polo.”

There was a blank space above the ground, and the bright garden disappeared with the queen and the envoy.

In the air, the last sigh left by Polo faintly echoed,

“pity!”

“Failed to see the last side of God.”

“I’m sorry… God… Polo still couldn’t travel with you in the end.”

As Polo Star said, he will take the star and fall into eternal dreams.

There, they will always be company.

Tito stared at the sky blankly, watching the brilliance dissipate a little bit, but at the same time a golden stream of light fell from the sky and landed in front of him.

He cast his gaze to the ground, knelt on the ground and slowly picked up the thing.

“This is!”

“Cup of God?”

Polo’s body condensed with all his powers and turned into a golden cup of gods with shining stars.

It has a dreamy pattern, the mark of the sun and the star.

The cup of God carries the concept of dreams and the core coordinates of all dream powers.

It is the foundation of dreams, and it is the supreme power of dreams.

Tito held the cup and looked inward, the cup was shining with stars.

He saw the shadow of the Queen of Stars and the God Envoy Balo, they turned into Star and the sun entangled, shuttled in the endless sea of ​​flowers in the cup of the sun.

Then he saw one after another grand or magnificent dreams, deriving and disillusioned in the golden cup of God.

finally.

The light converged away.

Little by little, the golden cup of God climbed up rusty and turned into a vicissitudes of life.

If it were not for the miraculous power that was just shown, no one would be able to see what it was.

Tito faintly understood what he was holding.

It was the same thing as the legendary mother of life Sally’s mother snail, and the wisdom crown of Ledley, the king of wisdom.

This is one piece.

The supreme artifact.

The poet’s hand holding the cup of god trembled suddenly and violently, and he even felt that touching this object with his hand was a kind of blasphemy against it.

He raised the cup of God high above his head.

“Master Polo.”

“Is this your gift to the gods?”

“How am I worthy to offer this supreme fetish for you, can I really… be able to do what you said?”

The flowers called the Cup of the Sun are called the Cup of God by the Sanye, but in fact they are not worthy of this name.

As the master of all the cups of the sun, the supreme thing of dream power, a divine tool condensed by Polo itself.

that’s.

The true cup of God.

Tito carefully put away the cup of God, and countless emotions in his heart were surging at this moment.

He felt that he couldn’t even speak, he could only describe it in words.

The poet Tito picked up the jade-like stone carving knife and carved the last chapter of the epic poem on the bone plate.

[The shining Star extinguished with the passing of the queen, and the fairy born in the dream also ended because of the shattering of the dream. 】

[The kings of the past have been buried in the dust over time, and the inheritance of Shinsai continues. 】

[However, the epic is no longer, and the myth is lost in time. 】

【Only. 】

[Faith lasts forever. 】

The story of the messenger of the gods and the queen of stars.

ended.

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Sky Temple.

The city of god servants.

The poet Tito returned with his great poem, and the queen opened the way to the temple to him.

In the tall and majestic palace, he crawled on the ground in the sight of many priests of the Star Luo Kingdom, holding up the “Shinsai Epic” carved with stone tablets.

“To the noble Queen.”

“willing!”

“Hiinsai’s inheritance is immortal. May the faith of Insai God last forever.”

The young current queen was sitting on the throne. After reading the poem on the stone slab, she showed a shocked expression.

Even the third generation of Star Luo Kingdom queens who came from the Xilun family, they only knew the story of the previous Hiinsai through word of mouth.

This is the first time she has seen such a complete epic poem, so real and detailed.

Among them is the terrifying fatalism, which overrides all the will of God.

The desire for power, the greed of original sin, but also piety and faith.

There is a collision between the superior king of wisdom and the leader of the craftsman who has been punished by heaven, and the figures of kings, officials, priests, and divine envoys intersect Samsara.

One character after another, gathered into an epic chapter.

“It’s really a great poem. They say you have traveled all over the four countries to complete this book.”

Tito’s humble answer: “Only by witnessing the footsteps of the kings can we describe the true history.”

The queen asked curiously: “I heard.”

“You also saw the Queen of Stars and His Royal Highness Polo, the envoy of God.”

Tito did not hide: “I did see the Queen of Stars and the envoy.”

The queen stood up immediately: “How are they…?”

Tito knelt to the ground and said.

“His Majesty!”

“Star is annihilated, and the dream will last forever.”

Inside the palace, there was a moment of silence.

Tito, who has completed “The Epic of Sinsai”, has become a hot thing in the city of god servants, and countless people have sang his poems.

The nobles of the Star Luo Kingdom were proud of inviting him to participate in the banquet, and the priests asked for his works.

His name spread that the Kingdom of Star Luo had arrived in other kingdoms, and the nobles and even kings of other kingdoms sent invitations to hope that he would go to their kingdom as a guest.

He surpassed own father and grandfather as much as he had hoped, and became a famous poet.

However.

None of this can make him feel satisfied.

Tito stood on the steps of the Sky Temple, looking at the sea of ​​clouds and the whole world.

He asked himself.

“Tito.”

“You have been so successful, why do you still feel emptiness in your heart?”

He has been successful enough, he has enjoyed the glory he has never felt before.

But he can only call it success, not great.

he.

Want to be a great poet.

The words of God Envoy Polo echoed in Tito’s ears again.

“Tito.”

“Go and find the legendary God Xu Paradise. I left something that will guide you to the kingdom of God.”

“Go to the Pyramid Temple and see the eternal Insai.”

The wind blew up suddenly, blowing the flames in Tito’s heart again.

The flames continue to rise and can no longer be stopped.

Tito suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the city where God descended.

His eyes passed through mountains, lakes, deserts, and through the boundless ocean.

I saw the kingdom of gods full of flowers of the sun.

“I want to write a greater epic.”

“wrong!”

“It’s a myth!”

“The name is–”

Tito’s eyes seemed to have flames and light: “An ode to the King of Wisdom.”