Chapter 176 What? The End is Taoyao's Daughter?
In the end, he did not stop in front of the hall, but walked straight into the depths of the kingdom of God.
Passing through layers of palaces, she brought Taoyao to a slightly special shrine.
Unlike other magnificent buildings, this shrine exudes a unique sense of intimacy.
This shrine is much smaller than other buildings.
But the decoration is extremely exquisite. The snow-white walls are carved with intricate patterns, and each flower is lifelike, as if it will bloom at the next moment.
Exquisite wind chimes are hung on the eaves.
It makes a crisp sound in the breeze, as if welcoming the arrival of visitors.
"Yuanchu, let me help you find a container first."
The final voice was still cold, but there seemed to be a hint of expectation in his tone, "Here is a gift He prepared for you."
She continued to walk deeper into the temple.
As you go deeper, the surrounding decorations become more and more exquisite, and even the ground is paved with crystal stone bricks that gleam with a faint light.
There are more and more gems inlaid on the wall, and each one emits a different color of light.
Even though those gems are covered in dust, they still emit a soft light, bringing warmth and hope to the dim corridor.
There are various dolls placed on both sides of the corridor, each of which is breathtakingly beautiful.
At the deepest point is a circular hall with complex magic circles drawn on the dome.
Golden runes flow through it, emitting a sacred light.
In the center of the hall, a crystal coffin floated quietly in the air, surrounded by a faint halo.
The entire coffin is carved from a single piece of starlight crystal, and is as crystal clear as a perfect gem.
The surface of the coffin was engraved with intricate patterns, each of which flowed with magic and shimmered with a dreamy glow in the dim light.
The overall shape is elegant yet dignified, and is obviously the work of a master.
Finally, he waved his hand gently, and the coffin slowly opened.
A young girl was lying quietly inside, her face as delicate as a work of art.
She has a perfect face like a porcelain doll, long eyelashes, pink lips, and even her hair is meticulously done.
She was wearing a gorgeous dress, with her hands crossed on her chest, looking so peaceful as if she was just sleeping.
Every detail is incredibly perfect, from the long eyelashes to the delicate skin, revealing an inhuman aura.
If you look closely, you can see that her joints have delicate mechanical structures that are perfectly integrated into her body.
This is obviously an extremely sophisticated puppet, and the maker's skills have reached an incredible level.
"This is the work of His own hands,"
In the end, he explained, with a hint of reminiscence in his tone:
"It's perfect to use it as your container."
"This puppet embodies His hard work, is infused with the purest divine power, and even incorporates a hint of divinity."
"Every part was made by Him personally, and every pattern contains His blessing."
After saying that, he slowly raised his hand.
Under her guidance, the primordial flower floated in front of the puppet and began to slowly merge.
The brilliant light enveloped the entire scene, sacred and warm.
Tao Yao did not resist, she could feel the gentle power contained in this doll.
As the fusion progressed, she gradually gained a sense of entity.
It was a wonderful experience, like putting on a piece of clothing that fits me perfectly, and like returning to a long-awaited home.
Soon, the fusion is completed.
Tao Yao slowly opened her eyes and sat up, supporting herself on the crystal coffin.
She looked down at her new body, even though it was a doll.
But it is extremely flexible in movement.
The mechanism at the joints is so precise that it is breathtaking. Every part fits together perfectly without any sense of awkwardness.
The skin feels as smooth as jade and exudes a faint warmth. If you didn't know the truth, you wouldn't be able to tell that this is a doll.
Even the ups and downs of breathing can be perfectly simulated, it is simply the most perfect work of art.
"This mechanical puppet is the most perfect one among his countless failed creations."
In the end, he spoke lightly, with a hint of nostalgia in his tone:
"Every part has been polished repeatedly, and every pattern is filled with His painstaking efforts. Try it and see if it fits."
Tao Yao gently moved her hands and feet and stood up from the crystal coffin.
Each joint is extremely flexible, and there is no mechanical stiffness in the movements.
She could feel a gentle power flowing through her body, which was the blessing of the goddess.
"Very good, absolutely perfect."
She responded softly, "As expected of Him, He can even simulate breathing perfectly."
"Since it can be used, come with me to investigate this place."
The voice of Zhong Mo suddenly became a little low, and a hint of complex emotions flashed in his eyes:
"I want to know if I can still find any traces of Him here..."
Tao Yao was stunned when she heard this, and then showed a confused expression:
"His traces? Didn't you do it yourself? Isn't this something you should know most clearly?"
According to the system elf Xiaoxiao, the goddess's death was caused by the betrayal of the fairies.
This rebellion was initiated by the End.
So it stands to reason.
The other party should be fully aware of the goddess' situation.
At least it’s clearer than our own unreliable system.
"Original, do you also think it was me who did it?"
Finally he turned his head, and his deep eyes flashed with complex emotions such as pain, anger, and sadness.
"If it's not you, who else could it be?"
Tao Yao asked back bluntly.
Finally, there was a long silence, and the air around seemed to freeze.
After a long time, she slowly spoke:
"It was indeed me. But He was no longer Him at that time. He had already lost his mind."
"Even if I didn't do anything, He would have gone crazy. I..."
"I just couldn't bear to see my mother suffer, so I just wanted to see her off to the end."
"But I only seriously injured Him..."
"Do you think I would believe that?"
Tao Yao looked at Zhong Mo seriously, "How can a traitor who killed his mother have the right to say such things?"
"follow me."
In the end, he didn't explain any further and turned to walk out.
Her back looks a little lonely.
Tao Yao followed Zhongmo with doubts and came to a platform outside the temple.
Standing here, you can have a panoramic view of the chaos of the Rift.
In the endless nothingness, all kinds of violent energies run rampant, forming a shocking picture.
Finally, he pointed his hand into the distance.
Tao Yao looked in the direction she pointed and vaguely saw the shadow of a huge flower in the chaos.
The flower was looming in the chaos, emitting a soft light.
But she didn't understand what that meant.
"See that flower? That's the world my mother created."
"It is also the world that we fairies once had to protect."
The final voice carries a sense of reminiscence, as if recalling something:
“In the beginning, He used Himself as a medium to create this beautiful world.”
"Every petal is a piece of heaven and earth, and every ray of light contains vitality."
"He has given us fairies all the authority except for his own concepts, and asked us to protect this world."
"At that time, He was so gentle, so full of hope, and always looked at us with loving eyes..."
“He will be deeply connected to this world and be present with all living things.”
"In other words, everything in this world will have an impact on her."
"The evil thoughts and cancer that came from nowhere eroded his sanity and drove him crazy."
"As time went on, His condition became increasingly abnormal."
"Sometimes they suddenly go crazy, sometimes they don't even recognize us..."
The final voice stopped abruptly, as if it couldn't go on.
Those usually cold eyes were now filled with anger.
"So! The existence of human beings is a mistake."
The voice at the end suddenly became icy cold, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.
“He could have abandoned this chaotic world and let these inferior lives fend for themselves.”
"But He just doesn't want to give it up and insists on protecting these things that are not worth protecting."
She looked at the flower of the world in the distance, her tone full of pain:
"If He had been able to be ruthless and give up these so-called people, He would not have been corrupted to the point of madness."
"But He was always soft-hearted and always held on to unrealistic expectations, until He finally fell into irreversible madness and became a monster."
Tao Yao fell into a brief silence after hearing these words.
She looked at the huge flower that represented the world. Each petal represented a piece of heaven and earth, and each ray of light contained countless lives.
She asked softly, "Is this why you hate humans? Because they indirectly killed the goddess?"
"That's right, humans have attracted evil thoughts and disaster beasts."
A piercing chill flashed across Zhongmo's eyes. "Their greed, hatred, and desire..."
“All of their negativity is going out into the world.”
“And this world is closely connected to Him…”
Her fists clenched unconsciously:
"I don't deny that my mother wants to create a perfect world, but the premise of all this is that these lives must be perfect enough and must not have any flaws."
“Because mother and the world are one.”
"So, even the slightest bit of filth will affect Him."
"And since they cannot do that, since they will only bring chaos and suffering..."
Her voice became colder and colder, as if it could freeze the void:
"I would rather destroy all of this! Rather than letting Him suffer, I would rather let this world come to an end and return to nothingness!"
After saying this, she turned around and walked back to the shrine. Her steps seemed calm, but they revealed anger that could not be concealed.
Every step seemed to be stepping on the void, leaving faint ripples.
Tao Yao followed her silently, watching her observe around the temple.
The decoration inside the shrine is becoming more and more exquisite, and every detail is full of craftsmanship.
Finally, I came to a row of exquisite rooms and walked through them slowly.
Each room is carved with different patterns, some are flames, some are flowing water, and some are vines. They are obviously prepared for fairies with different attributes.
She stopped in front of one of them, a hint of reminiscence in her eyes.
The door of that room was carved with a pattern of the Flower of the End. Black flowers bloomed on the door, exuding a deep breath.
The decoration inside the room also tends to be in cool colors, which is very consistent with the temperament of the end.
“Is this where you used to live?”
Tao Yao asked curiously.
Although this room has been covered in dust for many years, one can still feel the power contained in it.