Sickly lady in wheelchair, but God

"I think should not be."

"Miss, cheer up and don't be so pessimistic!"

Zhou Shiya held Tong Yao's feet tightly, and her expression looked more serious.

"I think there is. In various legends, those powerful people have divine swords, and they can even bring back the dead to life. If all this is true, then curing your illness will be a piece of cake!"

"Makes sense."

Tong Yao couldn't bear to ruin the maid's dream, so she agreed.

Zhou Shiya smiled, but the smile came and went quickly.

"This is all my fault. You and Dr. Su were getting along well, but I suddenly pulled out a knife to threaten Dr. Su. Dr. Su must be resentful now, so she hasn't come for the past few days. I have decided that I will take the blame. I won't ask her to forgive me. As long as she is willing to help you, she can take revenge on me in any way she wants."

The nursery rhyme is hesitant to speak.

It was impossible for her to say that she was not touched in her heart, but it was bound to be a waste of effort for the maid sister to go to Su Yin for help.

She couldn't even cure herself, so how could the Guangyin Society, whose research on mythological genes is still in its early stages, have such ability?

However, Tong Yao soon realized that this was an opportunity.

She would occasionally enter the game world and had no time to pay attention to the situation at home. In order to protect her maid sister, she placed a dozen little greens at home, but this was ultimately only a temporary solution and the best way was to directly improve the strength of her maid sister.

She hadn't figured out what to do before, but now she has an idea.

"In the real world, magic power can also be used."

Tong Yao personally verified that she used magic to create a cup of water.

The reason is that magic is the power she created with her creative authority. Since her creative authority can work in the world, magic will definitely work as well.

"When the time comes, I will let Su Yin and Guang Yinhui perform basic transformation on the maid's body, and teach her how to use magic. This way, the maid will have the power to protect herself."

Tong Yao spends most of her energy in the game world, but that doesn't mean she doesn't pay attention to the real world.

She is just accumulating strength. When her strength is strong enough, she will wipe out all the psionic energy, whether in the game world or in the real world where she lives now.

Although the world seems calm now, the messages left by the underwater ruins are constantly reminding her that danger may be approaching.

Don't go deep, don't go deep, don't go deep

But now human civilization has broken free from the constraints of the ground and entered outer space.

What will happen next?

Tong Yao used the real world and the game world as control groups. The crises encountered in the real world are all likely to be encountered in the game world in the future. She can make arrangements in advance in the game world to repel the invasion of psionic energy, and the successful experience of the game world in dealing with psionic energy can then be transplanted to the real world.

Now, let's regard the transformation of the maid sister as the beginning of destroying psychic energy in the real world.

"It's getting late today. I'll call Dr. Su tomorrow." Zhou Shiya shook her head. "Oh, let's not talk about this anymore, Miss. I'll take you to rest."

She took Tong Yao out of the bathtub, dried her body and then carried her back to bed.

Tong Yao found that she was not in a hurry to leave, but was sniffling constantly.

"Is there something wrong with me?"

Zhou Shiya smiled and said, "Miss, you have a very pleasant smell."

Nice smell?

Oh, so that’s what I was talking about.

The nursery rhyme is clear.

Recently, she did have a scent on her body, which was the scent of God's blood, and also her scent.

What she didn't understand was why the maid was happy to smell her fragrance.

In fact, Zhou Shiya’s idea is very simple.

In her opinion, the fragrance on Tong Yao's body came from some kind of perfume. The always depressed young lady suddenly started to dress herself up. Did it mean that she had walked out of the haze of illness and began to embrace life enthusiastically?

that's nice!

……

When Tong Yao woke up, it was six o'clock in the morning.

She didn't rush to get up, but played with her mobile phone in bed.

After opening the God Simulator, she first checked the time. It was now the 309th year of the era, and ten years had passed since she closed the game.

During these ten years, Alsophila returned to her hometown. She did not throw away the Sword of Murphys, but she did not seem to want to go out either.

During these ten years, Shelley's third life, Miriam, grew up healthily, without any illness or disaster, and lived a very comfortable life.

During these ten years, human society has undergone tremendous changes.

After the deaths of Sera and Gaul, two new human city-states appeared on the east coast of the main continent.

The ruler of the city-state called Atlas is a person who looks very familiar to the nursery rhyme:

Atlas!

Atlas was the child who took the lead in assassinating Murad in Murad's laboratory ten years ago. Ten years later, he became a great magician who could skillfully control magic power and became the ruler of the city-state of Atlas named after him.

Atlas was a wise ruler. Under his leadership, the city-state of Atlas prospered.

What puzzled Tong Yao was that she only saw Atlas and did not find the other three children.

After searching through history, she finally found the answer.

The wise Atlas also has an unknown side. After escaping from Murad's laboratory, he could never forget the source of magic he saw that day, and he could not forget the way Murad kept calling for God after seeing the source.

While other children were still healing their wounds and feeling confused about their new life of complete freedom, he was already preparing to explore the source of magic.

He wants to become a god. When he becomes a god, all the sufferings in the world will be completely away from him, including everything he has experienced in the past!

Atlas remembered that Murad once said that there was only one person in the world who could reach the root.

This terrified him because three of his companions had also witnessed the roots, and the youngest girl had even felt the black roots herself.

So, on a seemingly ordinary night, Atlas, who coveted the root, killed his two companions.

That was the bloody night before the advent of the Age of Magic.

The two boys lying on the ground widened their eyes and looked at Atlas in disbelief.

Their lives were saved by Atlas, and they had extraordinary trust in Atlas. They were willing to give their lives to help Atlas become the king of mankind, but they never imagined that Atlas would take their lives with his own hands.

Until their death, they didn't understand what had happened. The girl named Aurora didn't understand either. She knelt in a pool of blood with a dazed look on her face. She was then locked up in the basement by Atlas.

There, she endured two years of torture.

Atlas, who acted like the majestic sun in the Atlas city-state, behaved more cruelly than Murad in front of her.

For two years, Atlas subjected her to all kinds of inhumane punishments just to force her to tell him what she had gained from her contact with the Black Roots.

Needle pricking, fire burning, knife cutting, whipping, magic infusion, beast biting...

There was no part of Aurora's body that was intact. She couldn't even tell how many times the blood flowing in her body had been replaced.

Aurora did not go crazy in such torture, but her condition was a hundred times worse than that.

She became a slave to hatred. It was the hatred that was embedded in her body like crystallized bones that supported her completely and allowed her to remain conscious during the two years of torture.

She knew that she lived for revenge, revenge at all costs!

Finally, one day in AD 309, Aurora found an opportunity to escape.

Atlas was away in the city-state because of an expedition, so she prepared for a month and finally opened the torture instruments that bound her.

In the blood-stained room, she chopped off her right hand with a sharp bronze axe without hesitation.

This was what Atlas wanted, and this was the "source" of why Atlas could easily sense her location.

Holding her bleeding right arm, Aurora escaped from the hell that bound her.

Revenge, she must take revenge, even if it will make her the worst woman in the world!

After Aurora escaped, a girl in a wheelchair suddenly appeared in the dark basement.

"It smells like a witch."

Tong Yao sniffed the blood on the tip of her index finger.

61 The Witch's Devotion, the Fourth Mythical Life

After escaping from the basement, Aurora didn't dare to stay for a moment.

Even though the pain in her hand almost made her faint, she still stumbled and ran in Atlas City.

Cities of this era simply did not have so many alleys for her to hide in. The sewers and narrow, deserted alleys shown in movies and TV dramas did not exist.

The only thing she could count on was that because Atlas had taken his troops out, the defense of Atlas City was relatively weak, and she could rush out in one breath while others were not able to react.

As early as the beginning of the operation, Aurora knew that the possibility of her successful escape was very low, but she had to try.

Because this was the only chance she could find.

If she didn't run this time, she might never have another chance in the future, and she would die painfully in that basement, just like her two companions who had long since died at the hands of Atlas.

Isn’t it because he took a gamble when facing the threat of death that Atlas is where he is today?

There was no reason why Atlas couldn't succeed, so she had no hope at all.

Aurora was panting, her face was as white as if it was covered with powder, and her arms were wet and sticky, a mixture of blood and sweat. She ran towards the south of Atlas City.

In fact, after suffering such serious injuries from her, it is hard to say whether a normal person can survive, let alone continue to run.

But she is not an ordinary person after all. The magic power integrated into her body allows her to maintain the basic functioning of her body even when she is losing a lot of blood. Most importantly, she has come into contact with the black root.

Even though she had cut off the crystallized right hand, it did not mean that the influence of the black root on her body had ended.

Using a more stringent definition, Aurora can no longer be called a human being, but a "witch" in a sleeping state.

Nursery rhymes use this name to define Aurora.

A witch is not a magical girl, nor is it a woman who can use magic. Rather, it is a completely new life created by the combination of humans and the conceptual roots of magic.

Of course, the witch Aurora is very fragile.

If Tong Yao hadn't calmed the fluctuations of the black roots, she would never have survived until now, let alone become a witch.

While running on the street, Aurora still attracted the attention of others.

It would be hard for a person with a broken hand and blood dripping from it running down the street without attracting other people's attention.

But unlike what Aurora had imagined, the first people to approach were not the soldiers loyal to Atlas, but ordinary residents of the city of Atlas.

The ordinary residents were not frightened by her terrifying appearance. Instead, they surrounded her with worried looks on their faces.

"Oh, what's going on?"

"It's so vicious that they even cut off my hand. Who did it?"

"Don't be afraid. Tell me who did it. Even if that person is powerful, Lord Atlas will stand up for you!"

The ordinary residents standing nearby nodded repeatedly.

Some people quickly bandaged Aurora with animal skins, and others shared their experiences of being helped by Atlas.

In everyone's eyes, Atlas is undoubtedly a wise ruler, especially when compared with Sera and Gaul who once ruled here, he is more like a saint.

It can be said that most people in the Atlas city-state like Atlas, a city that is friendly to everyone, never puts on airs, and allows everyone to fill their stomachs.

They even felt that Atlas should not just be the ruler of a small city-state, but should be a heroic king who could lead all mankind to a better future!

Because the road ahead was blocked, Aurora had to stop running.

It was not until then that she raised her head in a daze and saw the current appearance of Atlas City.

Although only two years had passed since she had been locked up, the city of Atlas had changed a lot. Stone houses were erected one after another, the roads were flat and clean, the faces of the residents were filled with smiles, and in the very center of the city, there floated a triangular double cone made of gems.

It is said that the special shape of the triangular bipyramid symbolizes the source of magic. The triangular bipyramid has five vertices, and each vertex represents a source of magic.

"Magic power has five sources!"

This is the conclusion reached by Grand Mage Alatus after he peeked into the secrets of magic.

Nowadays, Atlas is not only a wise lord in the eyes of ordinary people, but also a wise prophet in the eyes of all those who study and use magic!

After hearing these words, Aurora realized that even all of Murad’s achievements were taken away by Atlas.