Sickly lady in wheelchair, but God

She couldn't see it very clearly through the pixelated picture on her phone. It was only when she entered the city in person that she realized how much the city had changed.

The Ingsel Sky Gardens is also full of flowers. When I came here last time, it was not yet paved with embossed tiles.

The Bar Waterfall is also a waterfall that cascades down rapidly. When I came last time, the rock walls on both sides of the water had not yet been carved with fine patterns.

Himmelkamp became more artistic and more refined.

If such an art city appeared on the earth, even if it did not fly in the sky, it would surely cause a sensation, right?

But Tong Yao had no heart to watch the artistic imagination here. Compared with these, she cared more about the setting sun that dyed the entire western sky red.

After the sun sets, it will rise again. After the winged people’s civilization falls, will there be any sequel?

I'm afraid it won't be available anymore.

If only a small number of people are infected by psionic energy, this will not be a problem at all for the Feathered People who have a certain degree of psionic resistance.

But when all the winged people voluntarily threw themselves into the arms of the nether world for the sake of eternal life, it became difficult to save the situation.

Tong Yao wasn't really angry at all.

In the ruins on the bottom of the Mediterranean Sea, she had witnessed the remains of a civilization destroyed by psionic energy.

From her previous encounters with psionic energy, she also knew that psionic energy was a force full of inducement.

Therefore, she was not surprised at all that the Feathered Civilization would succumb to the Psionic Energy.

She was just thinking that giving a civilization too high a starting point might not necessarily lead to good results. If one stands too high, it is easy to fail to see the low points; if one walks too smoothly, it is easy to lack respect for the world.

So what if one civilization could dominate the entire planet?

In the entire universe, it is not even a drop in the ocean!

"Perhaps I shouldn't have given them psionic resistance in the beginning. Facing the same psionic energy, the Ancestral Orcs behaved very awkwardly, but the damage they suffered in the end was not that great. On the contrary, it was the Feathered People..."

Tong Yao turned around, and her bright eyes examined every corner of Himmelkam.

At that time, the energetic feather people were still engaged in various artistic creations.

Wandering between life and death, they created a number of progressive works of art, but such achievements could not cover up the corruption of their bodies.

At the beginning, all the winged people did not notice anything unusual.

But as time went by, some winged people gradually realized that something was wrong.

"my hand."

A winged man who was drawing stopped and looked in astonishment as a piece of wrinkled skin on his hand fell off his hand and onto the ground after being rubbed by a stone slab.

In the past, such pain would have been enough to make it scream.

But now it felt no pain at all. A large piece of skin on its hand peeled off, just like a feather was accidentally broken off.

However, the visual impact brought by these two things is naturally completely different.

"How could this be?"

The winged man stood up in shock and looked around. As he turned around, he realized that the skin on many parts of his body had cracked and would fall off with the slightest movement.

It has been so engrossed in drawing these days that it didn't notice this at all.

"Ahhh, my legs, why are my legs broken?"

Soon, even louder shouts were heard.

A group of winged people immersed in art turned their heads together and saw that one of their companions had a broken right leg and fell to the ground like mud, revealing his white bones.

This was a terrifying incident that Yu Ren had never experienced before.

They can't understand, and don't want to understand.

Because when everyone returned from art to reality, they discovered that not only their companion, but also their own bodies had more or less problems.

It's like their bodies are rotting.

That’s not right, they are still alive...wait, it seems they are really dead!

When people die, they rot!

"After absorbing the psionic energy, the feathered man did not go berserk immediately and turn into a bloodthirsty monster like those wild beasts because of the psionic resistance in his body."

"But psionic energy is psionic energy after all. Their bodies could not withstand the damage of psionic energy and thus died. During this process of death, the chaotic attribute of psionic energy was manifested. It neither killed these winged people completely nor allowed them to survive. Instead, it turned them into undead spirits in an intermediate state."

"If you don't live in this world, you won't enter the gates of hell after death."

"The problem is that this change is unstable. This time, the psionic energy did not turn the feathered people into true undead, so even though their bodies decayed very slowly, they would still decay eventually."

In an instant, many thoughts popped up in Tong Yao's mind.

She didn't deliberately delve into these things, but just took a few glances and understood them naturally.

It's a little bit strange, but to God, it seems a little bit commonplace.

Himmelkum, a thriving city of art, is also, at this moment, a city of decadence!

From morning till night, more and more feathered people found themselves rotting.

From evening to morning, winged people began to fall to the ground because of broken limbs.

At this moment, they are more afraid than ever.

In the past, they still had to experience death, but at least they didn't have to watch their bodies rot, but now they have to watch it all.

Oh, not all winged people can see it, at least those whose eyeballs have fallen out of their sockets.

"God Xiluo, please save us!"

In panic, some winged people once again poured into the temple that had been vacant for a long time.

They crawled on the ground, showing unprecedented humility, they roared and cried.

Until the sun appeared again directly above the Tower of Heaven, under the reflection of the sunlight, the supreme god Xiluo appeared in front of the feathered man.

He sat in front of the statue, and just like the vague memory, his body was shrouded in a circle of soft light.

No matter how hard other lives try, they cannot see His true appearance. Even after looking at it for a long time, they will feel severe dizziness.

"God of Hilo, is that you, God of Hilo?"

In the temple, the only winged man who could still move raised his head tremblingly.

"Please save us, we are wrong, we shouldn't pursue the power of darkness!"

It tried to cry, but this body was no longer able to do so.

Tong Yao looked down at it. She vaguely remembered that it was one of the earliest winged people with intelligence. In the past twenty years, it had devoted itself to music, created primitive musical instruments, and composed beautiful music praising the sun on its own. It was one of the leading actors in that grand opera performance.

Time flies and makes people grow old quickly.

Tong Yao was filled with emotion: "Saqiu, you are lucky. Most of the lives in this world come to this world just to go through a mediocre life and leave no extra traces. But you are different. You built this eternal city with your own wisdom and hands."

“Even after thousands of years, when the creatures on earth discover this city floating above the clouds, they will still be amazed by its greatness, and they will also be intoxicated by the great art you left behind!”

Saqiu shook his head desperately: "No, God Xiluo, these are not important. We don't care about the opinions of future generations. We just want to wander in the Eternal City forever. God Xiluo, please give us eternal life!"

The nursery rhyme said: "Saqiu, this is all fair. All life in the world, whether it is fish swimming in the water or beasts running on the ground, has its length. After reaching the end, they can only leave, and you are no exception."

Sachiu's eyes gradually turned red. He totally disagreed with this statement.

How can the proud winged people be compared with those inferior life forms?

"God Xiluo, we winged people are different from those creatures on the ground and in the water. We have higher wisdom and more powerful creativity. We also manage the sky for you. Even if we have no merit, we have worked hard. You can't treat us so cruelly!"

Tong Yao couldn't help but laugh.

She thought of Eve and her death.

Although both are born proud, the difference between them is astonishing.

"God never needs anyone to manage this world. Since there is no need, how can we talk about merit and hard work? Saqiu, your wisdom comes from me, and your creativity also comes from me. This is no different from other lives in essence. Compared with other lives, you have already received more than enough."

“If you want eternal life, you might as well pursue it yourself. If you want to pass on art, then when you give birth to the next generation, your goal will have been achieved. This result is your own choice, and you should bear it yourself.”

"No, I can't accept it!"

Saqiu shouted angrily. At this moment, he no longer had any devotion to God in his heart.

How can it die?

How could it die!

It struggled to climb on the ground, trying to get to the goddess Shiloh.

When it finally crawled to the throne with a broken arm, the god Shiloh had disappeared.

"Hahaha……"

Yu Ren went completely crazy.

They began to smash everything they had created. They even set their sights on the temple. They angrily demolished the temple, angrily threw away the gems, and angrily came to the statue.

But just as they were about to smash the statue, its body finally collapsed under the weight.

One by one the winged men fell and shattered. They lay there, unable to speak or wave their arms. Amid the ruins, they saw the sunlight once again shining through the Tower of Heaven onto the top of the statue.

Like it has been for many years.

The gods seemed to come alive, taking in everything they created.

In the past, they created sublime art.

And now, what they are creating is the destruction of everything they have built in the past.

It turns out that they don’t even care about themselves, so how can they pray for God’s mercy?

"God!"

This is crying without tears.

Tong Yao was still sitting in front of the statue. She raised her head and reached out to touch the statue that looked nothing like her.

The Zerg of God's people are greedy, but they are not the only ones who are greedy.

As the sunset of the Feathered Man sank into the west, she should also prepare for the dawn of the Fifth Epoch.

15 Create mythical life, super ancient monster!

Five days later, Himmelkum returned to complete peace.

There are no living people here, nor any half-finished undead. All that is left are ruins and scattered bones.

Sitting right above the Tower of Heaven, after watching the sunset over Himmelkum for the last time, which was different from that over other places, Tong Yao chose to leave.

There is nothing worth remembering here.

When the civilization of the Winged People disappears, the huge whirlwind supporting Himmelkum will gradually collapse, and this process may last for thousands of years.

By then, this extremely majestic eternal city will fall from the sky and shatter into pieces, just like the winged civilization of the past.

How can the Eternal City remain eternal after civilization disappears?

However, perhaps during this thousand years of waiting, a new civilization will land in Himmelkum, allowing the old history to be discovered and allowing this eternal city to continue to shine in the sky.

Nothing is certain.

Just like the Feathered Civilization that should have existed for a long time but disappeared in just thirty years.

"The number of feathered people is too small, and their ability to reproduce is far inferior to that of the original beastmen. Therefore, when they encounter problems, they die much faster than the original beastmen."

"But this is not the crux of the problem. When the psionic energy began to invade Himmelkam, if there were a dozen or so Feathered People who did not follow the crowd, Feathered People civilization could have continued. Unfortunately, even those Feathered People who felt it was inappropriate at the beginning were still infected by the fanatical atmosphere and eventually joined in."

"The feathered people's innate conditions are too good. In this ancient era, they can easily obtain all the resources they can see. From the outside, they don't feel any threats or competition. Internally, because they are immersed in art, they also don't feel any competition. Everyone looks happy."

"Life is afraid of death, and the past experiences of the feathered people have made them even more afraid of death. They are also far more greedy than ordinary people. They naturally think that since they already have everything, they should have immortality."

"But if the gods have given them everything, then what is the meaning of this civilization's existence? Are the gods gods or slaves to them?"

"Catching Pokémon requires a lot of training."

"Stefan Zweig wrote in The Queen of Death that all the gifts of fate have already been secretly marked with a price."

"The demise of the Feathered Civilization is not worth regretting."

Tong Yao recorded her summary in the notepad on her mobile phone.

After typing these lines, she pressed the delete button to quickly delete the record.