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Chapter 1219 NO.126: The Supreme Instruction of the Rainbow Snake God (x) (4k)

Nowadays, Omer Linton has come into contact with many well-known 'secrets' of the Rhode Island Company.

Especially during the commissioning session in the past week, he spent a lot of time chatting with people and asking questions at the Rhode Island Company's experimental site.

Among all these, the most noteworthy thing is that none of the ancestors of the 'Terra' people are today's humanoids.

The evolution of all things is a traditional proposition. Even in the Holy Federation of Terra, there are two arguments: creationism and evolution. Then the anxious party found ways to find evidence tens of thousands of years ago.

Then it was discovered that creationism is true and evolution is also true.

The ape-man evolution process was pushed forward by gods and a few time-travelers from various places. At the same time, there were also some local gods who were not satisfied with this evolutionary efficiency and would mix people in to improve their racial values.

Not to mention that this subtle fact made the two parties who had been arguing for so long very embarrassed, but at least Terra, the hometown of the Rhode Island employees, had a very unified origin of the human species.

Whether it is the Sakaz who are locals or the Tawei tribe who are immigrants, they are gradually transformed into human-like postures under the influence of the Source Stone, or in other words - the interference of information within the Source Stone.

Even the so-called 'divine people' are no exception.

Whether this is evolution or degeneration, the answer is up to you, but it is obvious that Ms. Halhaiya's family is very special.

At first glance, all 'Quatted Serpents' are supporters of 'degeneration'.

All tribesmen for hundreds of years have been looking back on their past glory. As a particularly powerful bloodline of the gods of Sargon, the legend of "using the power of wind and thunder to soar in the sky" is still alive in some Sargon people. It is spread among the native tribes of Gong, providing a very powerful motivation for their persistence.

But looking at the existence of this operation, it is not difficult to guess that hundreds of years ago, some feathered snakes spontaneously refused to chase the glory of their ancestors.

But even so, this will, which should have been imposed by our parents and ancestors, will gradually reflect as we grow older.

Gradually I realized that my short life span, which is no more than fifty, or even less than forty for the degraded ones, is all chasing results with no hope at all.

Or confused, or awakened, or hated - the feathered serpent's inheritance surgery determines the foundation of each tribesman, but it cannot solidify the future. This is not a highly coercive ideological seal, because each person is given inheritance Newborns who undergo surgery are considered the only hope by previous generations.

The small body shoulders the heavy responsibility of fulfilling long-cherished wishes and opening up the future. It should not walk in a completely planned life.

Huerhaiya once had countless opportunities to choose.

Even if you can't forget this mission, you can still choose to turn your back on it.

Accept it, or ignore it.

The consequences of acceptance are obvious, but what about ignoring them?

“If we are genuinely unwilling to fulfill this mission, then we should be able to ignore it.”

Halhaiya stared at the traditional marble bar.

The black tabletop mixed with white stones was smooth and cold, reflecting her green eyes that were gradually losing their coldness and sharpness.

In the past, Omo could easily talk about his life in an indifferent tone, as objective as the third person, but now it is difficult for him to do this. When he tries to like himself, when he tries to When you accept your own life and find value and interest in it, life will no longer be so difficult to live by.

Apparently, the same goes for Khorhaiya.

Even if she is crazy, she cannot ignore the journey she has taken. Rather, it is better to say that her madness is precisely because she cannot give up all these efforts.

It's just that she was definitely not like this at first.

The initial madness originated from the longing for a timeless desire, which became more and more extreme and crazy for the long-cherished wish that had no chance to be realized. When she recalled that time, she even said, "I was there during that time." I have considered finding someone of the same race to mate with, even if they are not of the same race, it doesn't matter if they are just from a different race with a good mind. As long as there is no reproductive isolation, they can give birth to excellent blood and continue it.

Although it is extreme, it is still understandable, because Omer initially thought about the original magicians in the Clock Tower. After hearing this, he subconsciously substituted Ms. Halhaiya's thinking into "magicians pursuing the root"...

……

completely fine!
Even if you substitute the twisted old men of the symbol family, they are very ordinary!
It's all their fault that he has become more and more tolerant of perverts... Omo reflected deeply on them, and then looked at the woman in front of him who became fragile and sentimental with the change of wine and the chatter of words.

Perhaps it was because the existence of the Rainbow Snake God gave her enough peace of mind, or perhaps it was because she put down her equipment and staff so that she could finally take a short breather. In short, Omo promised to create a card for her, but The price is to satisfy all your curiosity.

The nature of this bar meeting changed.

What was supposed to be a verbal exchange turned into a long conversation.

Of course, a 40-year-old aunt talking about her life to a 19-year-old young man sounds like a kind of cowherd service, but the actual atmosphere is more like a confession in a confessional.

Maybe that's okay too.

The nineteen-year-old God of the Rainbow Serpent is listening to the life of the little feathered serpent for more than forty years. Even the wine that was originally prepared by the little feathered serpent as the bartender and bartender was also used by Na after the third refill. Provided by the Rainbow Snake God who can perfectly reproduce movements, angles, and dynamics through artificial brain analysis.

Minoan Mist, Siesta Ice Tea, Omer Linton, who had mastered a new skill and product during this meeting, handed the extremely relaxed woman one cup after another.

To be honest, he never persuaded me to drink alcohol even once.

He only made a temporary move when the opponent's cup bottomed out, and continued to add to the opponent's cup while they waited silently.

In order to prevent the other party from getting drunk too quickly, he even wanted to make a special one, but the other party expected another one. Maybe even if she didn't rely on utensils, she was very confident in her ability to drink... With this speculation, Omo demonstrated the ability to reproduce as she wished, and then listened to her tell the story from the beginning.

Cruel surgical inheritance of spells, a long pursuit with extremely poor feedback, everything that has been sacrificed for the pursuit, increasingly radical and crazy actions as time is running out, and the tangle of confusion. On the way, I heard the passion ignited in another world. hope.

In the end, it was the absurdity of seeing that hope so grand and within reach that pushed her into a completely different kind of madness.

He listened carefully to this long story. Even though it was deformed and twisted, it was still a story that he could enjoy listening to.

Omer Linton has heard many stories in the past nineteen years, but there are few treasures from other worlds, and even fewer involving half-life journeys. Although for Huerhaiya today, eighty or ninety years old is probably not considered too old. end.

After coming into contact with the source energy cultivation of the Federation, she has a lot of opportunities to extend her life, and even surpass the feathered serpent ancestor who once regarded her as the end.

This may be the second time he has been exposed to other people's lives after his unclear memory of Ling Zhi's past.

So he wants an extension.

But the narrator seemed to be excited, and handed the wine glass back to the table, and naturally picked up one cup after another. By the time he was halfway through, his eyes like green agate were filled with moisture.

To be honest, Homais was worried that she would collapse midway.

At this point, the wine fight he originally considered no longer existed. He didn't have much chance to drink, but the other party kept drinking.

And in that cup, the topic often gets skewed. Her staff is even mentioned.

library.

The staff is not called a library, but there is indeed a small 'library' inside the top of her staff, which looks like a box. That is hundreds of years of history of the Quetzalcoatl clan, as her exoskeleton is always made of the strongest materials at the time, and her new fiber robe is woven for extreme toughness.

These three represent 'aloofness', 'wings' and 'skin' respectively.

The feathered serpent's wings are as strong as gold and iron and must never be taken off.

The feathered snake's skin is invulnerable and must not be relaxed.

The aloofness of the Quetzalcoatl is unparalleled and must never be shown.

Her parents, ancestors, and every feathered serpent would create equipment according to such legends. Underneath the seemingly sci-fi-like equipment is the most primitive worship.

This is the burden and pride of the clan. The powerful and aloof 'Feathered Serpent' must be able to deal with most dangers alone, so she will hardly take off these things. They believe that when they take off these false When decorating, it is the time to return to the most original "Feathered Serpent".

Like half an hour ago.

At that time, after hesitating for a few seconds, she took off her exoskeleton in front of Omer, took off her robe, and placed the staff at an angle on the edge of the table.

And when she later pulled the chair closer, she was almost leaning in front of him, and she was still leaning on half of the table.

As he took stock of the equipment she had unloaded, Homais remembered her hesitation.

silence.

Can only be silent.

Even in yesterday's online conversation, he had already sensed an astonishing gravity through words, but when the gravity field truly revealed its true form, he would still inevitably sigh in his heart:
sloppy.

When you know a secret, you have to bear the weight of that secret, and the weight he feels is not just the weight of a monster card.

This is a weight heavier than life.

Even though her original life was only forty-two years, this pure sense of ceremony definitely did not come from her 42 years of persistence.

This is indeed the inheritance of a clan, and the reason why it is said that it seems to ignore the wishes of those victims who were cursed as babies lies in one sentence.

"You still chose this path, didn't you?"

"Even if there are no forced shackles, you still choose this path."

This is what Omer said, originating from her previous sentence not long ago.

Ignoring the mission - when self-awareness is complete, when the wounds of childhood have finally scabbed, every 'Quatted Serpent' will know how they have been persecuted since childhood, then of course they have the right to make a choice.

But Omer is sitting here now, which has proved their choice and Halhaiya's choice.

"Yes," Halhaiya said softly, her fingertips resting on the tilted wine glass, her misty eyes reflecting the iridescent figure of the young man next to her reflected on the marble table, "And I don't willingly.”

She really longed for the form of the Quetzalcoatl.

It seems like it's just a foundation, but standing on that foundation, you will become more and more aware of the charm of that beautiful posture.

Just like racehorse girls, even if they are not given the obligation to run, they will spontaneously desire to enter Treson and stand on the track chasing extreme speeds.

Those predecessors, they stood on the brightly lit stage, they stood on the field where the crowd cheered - their figure at that moment, reflected in the eyes of every successor, was a monument, leading the way Countless horse girls spontaneously chased him.

This is exactly what the image of the feathered serpent means to Horhaiya and the others.

The older they grow up and the more they travel in a developed and progressive civilization, the more the 'Feathered Serpents' are able to appreciate the glory of soaring and the majestic appearance.

It is the pursuit of power, the desire for magnificence, and the joy of glory.

That is exactly her will and the symbolic charm of the Quetzalcoatl.

Even if He brought short life, pain, and the loss of an entire childhood, they were hopelessly devoted to the pursuit of the totem.

The desire to ecstasy and gnaw bones is so clear that Omo, as a trainer and the owner of Dark Godzilla, really can’t say that he can’t understand it.

"I understand." After saying this, the Rainbow Snake God stood up and just looked down at the feathered serpent who rarely had such a chance to vent his emotions. "As I said at the beginning, you satisfied me." All curiosity, I will help you.”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and took off the wine glass that she was still about to pick up. Then he walked to the other side of her, picked up the staff that held the library, and handed it to her.

"You still have the present."

He said softly, watching as this woman, who was probably having difficulty getting up on her own, tried to reach out to hold the staff, but her whole body tilted and fell towards him out of balance.

Surprisingly light... Omer thought to himself as he caught her calmly.

Because of her thick tail, plump figure, loose robes, and the outline of her exoskeleton, Halhaiya never gave people the impression of being light, and it was impossible to judge her true weight.

But this is not really important to the Rainbow Snake God.

The little feathered snake has fallen asleep under the combined effect of exhaustion of emotions and alcohol, and he will only say one more sentence into its blue wing-shaped ears:
"And the future."

In response, the feathered snake, which seemed to feel a little itchy, just tilted its head and let out a light cry. It seemed that it was sleeping deeply.

Tuliuna, the rainbow snake god who was supporting her, used one hand to twist the bridge of her nose, and then looked at the empty bar, as well as the robe and exoskeleton on the sofa not far away.

Put it on her and notify the original manager here... Then take her to the Military Commission and hand it over to others...

"what……"

Omo, who didn't know what to say for a moment, just opened his mouth and sighed blankly.

It's really troublesome not being able to teleport across borders...

The obstruction of the magic energy tide is even more troublesome...

The Demon Realm District will be rebuilt today.