Sickly lady in wheelchair, but God

Tia slowly raised her head.

The bright skylight fell on her handsome dark red shell, and the sunlight formed beams, illuminating the dust floating in the air.

The sunlight at this moment had a special intoxicating smell, and she seemed to have just emerged from a dark well. Before she had time to feel grateful for regaining her freedom, she was greeted by a pair of eyes that were so clear that there was not a trace of impurities.

What familiar eyes those are?

Just like... just like...

Tia couldn't find any words to describe her childlike naive thinking. She just opened her mouth unconsciously and let the tears in her eyes flow down.

“God…God, God!”

This was the first sentence Tia said after she opened her mouth.

She kept repeating it, repeating this syllable that only the God's people, the Zerg and the nursery rhymes could understand.

Is this the cycle of fate?

Tong Yao recalled what happened 417 years ago.

When she opened the God Simulator for the first time, when she saw Li in the yellow sand, when she gave Li the seed of wisdom, Li crawled on the ground, looked up at the sky like Tia, and repeated the word "God" in his mouth.

That’s where it all began!

That was the real Genesis!

That was the birth of the Queen of the Zerg Tribe of God’s people!

Today, 417 years later, another Zerg Queen of the Gods welcomed her new life.

Since they are new students, they should be welcomed with a smile!

Tong Yao raised her right hand and gently wiped away the tears that unconsciously filled Tia's eyes.

"Welcome back!"

Tia, who regained her wisdom, actually didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence. After all, she was still just a naive child.

But this did not prevent her from being able to read the intimacy contained in the actions of the nursery rhyme. She unconsciously grinned and lifted both corners of her mouth.

On the first day of your second birth, give God a big smile!

……

While saying goodbye to Tia, Tong Yao was thinking about a question.

Tia has regained her wisdom, but because this wisdom has not yet grown, she is now much more childish than before.

"Should we hire a nanny for Tia?"

After thinking about it, Tong Yao decided to put the idea aside.

It’s childish, but can it be more childish than Kranos, the deep-sea girl who likes to hide at the bottom of the sea and blow bubbles?

Tia will grow up eventually, and there is no life that can hurt her now anyway, so it is better to let her enjoy this happy childhood that she has never had.

After leaving the Holy Mountain Torina, the nursery rhyme did not directly lift the advent state.

After the invasion of the Cleaner civilization, the whole world became a mess. The members of the research base, including the maid sister, were either in meetings or doing various researches every day. There would be nothing fun to do even if she returned to the real world, so she might as well walk around and see more in the game world.

The eastern seaport, the underwater city of night, and the orc temple complex in the southeast are all places that make Tong Yao linger.

But what Tong Yao was most concerned about was Ingrid's crystal.

From AD 414 to AD 418, after four years of sorting out, Ingrid finally completely controlled the magic power in her body.

May 418, 5, was an ordinary summer rainy day.

Tong Yao looked down at Ingrid who was gradually waking up from the sky. When Ingrid's eyes were fully opened, the crystal shattered into countless pieces with a snap.

These crystal fragments melted with the rain and finally gathered into a pool. The next second, a human figure slowly rose up in the red magic pool, like a swimmer breaking out of the water, with curves in his body as round as jade carvings.

The heavy rain poured down, washing away all the red liquid attached to the figure, finally revealing Ingrid hiding inside.

Even though 64 years have passed and even though she is now years old, Ingrid still looks as youthful and beautiful as before. Time has not left any wrinkles on her body, but has only made her once dazzling glow and skin color turn gray.

"Resurrected?"

Ingrid muttered.

In the rain, she neither hid nor evaded. She slowly raised her hands to hold her cheeks, and the fingers of her right hand slid along her cheek, across her plump lips, across her straight nose, and across her right eye covered by the magic crystal flower.

Finally, she lowered her head and looked at her exposed thighs.

The runaway magic power still left traces on her body after all, but compared to when she sat on the throne of the Shadow Kingdom, this body is much more restrained now.

After all, at that time, half of her body had been crystallized, and she couldn't show herself normally to others.

“I really miss it.”

Ingrid took a greedy breath of air.

What year is this eve?

This was the first thought that came to her mind after she adapted to her new body.

She looked around and what she saw was a strange sight. In the area of ​​dozens of meters around her, whether it was the soil, gravel, or even the raindrops falling from the sky, everything had turned grayish white.

If you look closely, you can see a lot of charred plant debris among the grayish-white soil and gravel.

But outside this circle, the whole world is still colorful as usual. There is no hopeless withering, but only the vitality watered by rain.

"This is……"

Ingrid understood at once that this was the power of despair.

A witch who has been promoted to the sixth sequence is also called a servant of despair. Not only can the servant of despair manipulate a large amount of magic power, but she can also become one with despair, becoming a spreader of despair.

Despair is an emotion of intelligent life, but despair can not only be used against intelligent life, but also against the world.

The earth, the air, the order... everything within sight, even things that are invisible to the eyes, can "wither" under the influence of despair.

Although the witch before the sixth sequence is scary, it is not until she is promoted to the sixth sequence that the witch truly shows her "evil" side.

What will happen when the earth withers?

Drought, desertification, earthquakes!

What will the withering of the air bring?

Explosion, storm, vacuum!

Every blight brought on by despair triggers a terrible natural disaster.

Although she is called the Servant of Despair, it is more appropriate to call the sixth-order witch a Scourge Mage.

"Did I accidentally leak a little bit of magic power when I just woke up, which caused the surroundings to become like this?"

Ingrid shook her head.

Just as she was looking around, she suddenly saw a magical scene.

In the midst of all the grayness, there are a few flowers that are washed by rain and eroded by the power of despair, but they still stand proudly, bringing bright colors to the world around them.

Ingrid couldn't help but blink hard.

She almost thought it was an illusion, but no matter how she blinked or rubbed her eyes, the flowers never disappeared.

At this moment, she didn't care that the ground was dirty, and she walked barefoot across the muddy ground and rushed to the flowers.

She squatted down, as if she had found some rare treasure and looked like she wanted to touch it but didn't dare to.

"This is an extraordinary power, the power of protection. Yes, my feeling is correct!"

Ingrid muttered to herself, her star-like eyes sparkling with joy.

When she was still trapped in the crystal, she spent almost all her energy on sorting out the disordered magic power in her body. Note that it was almost all. In fact, she still had a little perception of the outside world.

This perception was as hazy as seeing flowers in the fog, so she was not sure whether her perception was correct, but after seeing these flowers, she no longer had any doubts.

During the time she was sleeping, there must have been someone who secretly protected her, otherwise how could these flowers not wither?

She vaguely remembered that the "person" came to visit her every now and then. Sometimes he just passed by, stayed for a few minutes and then left in a hurry. Sometimes he would sit beside her for hours, saying nothing, doing nothing, just lying on his back.

There is no doubt that "person" must know her, otherwise he would never stay by her side so calmly.

You know, quiet companionship does not mean alienation, but silent affection.

Who is that “person”?

Three answers gradually emerged in Ingrid's mind.

The first answer is naturally Aurora.

Her relationship with Aurora is very complicated. She once regarded Aurora as her mother, but when she was looking forward to a better future, Aurora ruthlessly destroyed her dreams. Since then, she vowed to teach Aurora a lesson.

Unfortunately, Aurora disappeared from then on. When Aurora appeared again, it was in the Shadow Tower in the Shadow Kingdom.

It was at this time that she learned Aurora's real name and the real purpose of Aurora approaching her.

But it was also this time that Aurora's scolding woke her up, allowing her to reconcile with herself and walk out of the cage she had built for herself in the Shadow Kingdom.

Even though Aurora didn't admit it, she definitely always treated her as her daughter, so it made perfect sense for Aurora to come and protect and visit her after she crystallized.

The only problem was that Aurora didn't seem like the type to have the patience to lie on the grass with her.

The second answer was Farrow, but Farrow didn't seem like the type to lie on the grass with her either.

As for the third answer, it is a little special.

【Glenville】

The name popped into Ingrid's mind.

Apart from Aurora and Farrow, isn't Grimmville the only one who will protect her and visit her often?

That's right, normally Grimmville should be dead. She died at the hands of the church in front of many people.

After that, her student Isis took her body away and tried to revive her with necromancy, but ultimately failed.

Isis then took her body to the city of Vestapa.

As for what happened afterwards...

Even though nearly seventy years had passed, Ingrid still remembered it clearly. She could even recall Greenville's skin texture as soon as she closed her eyes.

By the way, Greenville has a very sexy mole on her left breast, and she really likes that mole.

But there was a problem that kept bothering Ingrid.

There was nothing special about Greenville's death. If so, her soul should be preserved very intact after her death. Then why couldn't Isis, who was proficient in necromancy, resurrect her?

This is obviously unreasonable.

There are only two answers to this question.

First, Greenwell's soul encountered an accident on the way to the world of the dead, so that it was reduced to ashes or could not be summoned.

Secondly, Greenville was not actually dead at all. Since she was not dead, the necromancy spell that summoned dead souls would naturally not be effective.

In the past, Ingrid thought the first answer was the correct answer, but now she is more willing to believe that the second answer is the correct answer.

Grinville is no ordinary person.

She knew this clearly from the first time she met Greenville in the Winster area.

In fact, Greenville was not just unusual, but extremely unusual, because she came to Vistapa with a special power that no one had ever seen before.

That is the seeker's path.

Greenville said she came to Vistapa to spread the Seeker's Path, which seems to be nothing wrong, but Greenville's true identity is worth further investigation.

Is she really just an ordinary knowledge seeker who loves education and wants to promote the path of knowledge seekers?

What if, Ingrid meant what if, what if the entire Seeker's Path was created by Greenville herself?

Then, it might be more appropriate to call Greenwell a god!

Will the god die at the hands of a few church members?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Ingrid took a deep breath.

In her mind, the figure who came to visit her from behind the fog gradually overlapped with Greenville.

Compared to Aurora, Grimmwell was indeed more like the one who would lie on her back beside her and watch the clouds in the sky accompany her.