Chapter 229 Leaving and the Past
In Chenyue Pavilion, Su Nan sat in his seat, looking at the stewed bear paw in front of him, a little absent-minded.
"You seem to be worried." Morax came to his side and handed him a bottle of wine: "You can share it with me."
Sunan took the wine, uncorked it and took a smell.
"It's like living a life of drunkenness and dreaming of death..."
With his eyebrows slightly raised, Su Nan took a sip.
The bitter wine enters the throat and makes the heart ache!
"It's a bit bitter." Sunan looked at the bottle in his hand with respect and gestured to Morax, as if asking why it tasted like that.
"Lemuria's wine is recognized as the best in the Eastern Region." Morax picked up a cup of tea from the void and took a sip: "Among them, the best is the Drunken Life and Dreaming Death."
"It seems that we have found some interesting raw materials. The taste of "Drunken Life and Dream Death" can be formed according to the mood of the drinker."
"You're in a bad mood, so the drink you drink tastes bitter."
"Is that so..." Sunan looked at the crystal clear wine in the bottle and drank it all down with "ton ton ton~"
"I don't know why, but I always feel an inexplicable sense of loneliness."
Su Nan threw the bottle away, feeling a little bored.
"They just don't know you, that's why they acted like that." Morax thought Sunan was stimulated by the scene at that time.
"It's not because of this." Sunan stretched out his hand, and a little divine power on his fingertips turned into pure water, which danced actively on his fingertips: "I always feel a little inexplicably tired."
"If you're tired, take a break." Morax paused for a moment, probably realizing what was going on: "If you're stressed out, take a break. No one will have any objections."
He is obviously the God of the Sea, but he seems to be more resistant to pressure than him, the God of Rock.
"Now the North Sea, South Sea, High Sea and East Sea have all been under the control of the Alliance of Seas... or in other words, they are under my control..." Sunan looked to the west: "The only thing left is the West Sea."
"When the West Sea is also under control, I will probably change... a very big change."
"If you are worried about changes, then don't change." Morax frowned slightly and said after thinking for a few breaths.
"Time is flowing, everything is changing..."
“Some are subtle, and some are obvious.”
"I'm just worried that I'll become a stranger..." After taking a deep breath, Sunan showed a very forced smile on his face: "I really... hate false fate."
On this sensitive issue, Morax just sipped his tea quietly and did not continue speaking.
"Anyway... I'm leaving first." Sunan stood up and stretched lazily: "After all, he is the god who rules over all the seas, so he has to shoulder more things."
"So early?" Morax was a little surprised: "I thought you would rest for a few hundred years first."
"Hundreds of years?" Hearing this, Sunan smiled softly: "If I really take a break for hundreds of years, I'm really worried that I will forget my original intention."
"Egolia is still waiting for me to take control of her fate. And those guys in the North Sea are currently suppressing the rebellion there."
“We can’t let them down.”
"You alone, is that ok?" Morax raised the teacup in his hand and gestured to Sunan: "Do you want me to help you?"
"Even without me, the Eastern Region can still maintain its original order."
"Forget it." Su Nan shook his head gently: "If you go, my plan will be difficult to carry out."
"After all... the devil loves people, but I don't."
"Besides, if you leave, with no one around, the East Region will lose its backbone..."
"Ruo Tuo has just joined the Eastern Region, there are some things he cannot do."
"Osel is recovering at home. You can't do anything casually, otherwise the injury will get worse."
"Chilong King... He has been sleeping for over a hundred years. I don't know how much his injuries have healed. It will probably take another few hundred years before he can come out again."
"The rest of the guys are in the North Sea to quell the many wars."
"So after thinking it over, I decided that I should go alone."
"And by the way, I met with some old friends."
"Oh? An old friend?" Morax was a little curious.
"Amon and Andilor." Sunan began to stretch his stiff body: "I said before that I would fight them to the death."
"So we can have a little exchange with them on the way to the West Sea."
"And now it's almost time..."
Sunan's gaze was looking far into the Central Region, as if he had traveled through countless distances and saw the Pillar of Heaven buried deep in the yellow sand.
The current time period is equivalent to about 3,500 years before the main storyline. During this time period... maybe before, maybe after, the terrible Red King Amon will confide his dream to his beloved flower goddess Nabu Marikata.
The dreamland of gold...
Then, as a price, the flower god will become a bridge between the abyss, the human world, and the sky, and send his best friends to the other side, so as to obtain forbidden knowledge from outside the world.
As for what happened next... the death of the Red King, the degeneration of the Tree King, and then the disaster in Kanreya...
"Now that we are here, let's prevent the disaster that was supposed to happen."
"Well, you can also go and see how Kanriya is now."
Many thoughts popped up in his mind, and Su Nan slowly closed his eyes and listed his plans.
"Well...how about having a cup of tea before you go?"
Morax filled the teapot and controlled it to float towards Sunan.
"Thanks."
Give away tea...Su Nan is no longer as talkative as he was at the beginning.
"gone!"
The divine light disappeared where it stood, and meteors streaked across the sky, heading towards the unknown and known distances.
"Why did he leave?" The figure of the Dragon King Ruota appeared beside Morax: "I was about to ask him what kind of country Lemuria is."
"It's no use asking him." Morax looked at the Ryota Dragon King beside him with a hint of complaint on his face: "He hasn't really stopped for a long time."
“He doesn’t know how many changes have occurred in the Eastern Region today.”
"You might as well ask the common people in the Eastern Region instead of asking him."
"Olias's understanding of the Eastern Region may not be as good as that of the common people in Guili City..."
"Oh? Is it true?" King Ruotu was a little surprised.
"Of course it's true..." Morax patted the Ruota Dragon King on the shoulder and signaled to him, "Change your body shape and let's go for a walk in Guili City."
"It's just right to help you understand the current Eastern Region."
……
Sand sea, paradise, Wally, Wejie.
Above the endless sea of flowers, the perfect creation made by the Creator himself, the flower goddess Nabu Marikata, who has the most "beautiful" name, was swinging on the swing given by the grass god Buyer.
She wore an amethyst crown on her head, her golden hair danced as she swayed, and her own fragrance diffused around her.
Nabu Marikata, the goddess of flowers
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it,
Crunch!
The flower god stopped his action and looked at the king of Chisha with a little joy in his eyes.
"Amon, you're here..."
The spring water gurgles, and the notes of the world accompany it, lazy and luxurious, delicate and soft.
Listening to that comfortable voice as usual, a smile appeared on Amon's face unconsciously.
"Malikata, do you know?" Amon said with a little joy in his eyes: "Not long ago, I met the ancient dragon under the sea of sand."
"The original master of plants and trees in the past reached an agreement with me."
"Sandworms will no longer infest our subjects."
"Hmm..." Upon hearing this, the flower god was slightly stunned, and then a stunningly beautiful smile bloomed on her face.
Fishes are ashamed to see it and sink to the bottom of the water, geese are ashamed to see it and fly high into the clouds. The moon is hidden in the clouds and the flowers are ashamed.
This is what is meant by "a beauty that can make fishes sink to the bottom of their bodies and geese fall to the ground, and the moon hide in shame on the flowers."
"This is really good news... Amon."
There was a hint of admiration in her eyes, which made Amon's proud heart very satisfied.
"besides……"
"Remember my war with the Lava God?"
"It has ended……"
"I won!"
"Andilor has retreated back to the Western Continent. Now the war in the Sand Sea has finally come to an end."
"I have fulfilled my vow..."
Thinking back to the oath I made before my subjects in the past, now is the day to fulfill it.
The war... is over!
"is it?"
The flower god's eyes and eyebrows are as smiling as a crescent moon, and every frown and smile is a gift from the world.
She reached out and gently stroked Amon's cheek.
"Now that the war is over, let's take a good rest."
"Also, next time, don't secretly look for dangerous people..."
"You know what? I'm worried about you..."
I'm worried about you...
Hearing these words, Amon suddenly felt intoxicated.
Look what he heard?
The person he loved most told him that she was worried about him!
This is very good news.
"Amon, you are my best friend..." Marikata's light purple eyes were filled with worry, "I don't want you to get hurt that badly again..."
"You know what? At that time, I was worried that something might happen to you and that you would leave me completely..."
"Malikata..." Amon looked at the goddess of flowers with eyes full of deep affection. He wanted to speak out his feelings for her, but he was worried that this feeling would disturb the person he loved...
"Amon... I had a dream." However, at this moment, there was a trace of sadness between the brows of the Flower God: "A... very bad dream."
"What is it?" Amon saw the sadness between Marikata's brows and asked with a trace of heartache: "No matter what kind of nightmare it is..."
"Malikata, believe me, I will never let it happen!"
"In the name of the King of Red Sand..."
"I believe you...Amon." The flower god looked at Amon with sincere trust in his eyes, but the worry that came from the dream did not diminish in the slightest.
"But... I am the master of dreams, and I am the teardrop from the corner of the Creator's eyes..."
"When you were in the past, you often asked me why I sighed..."
"The war is over now, but the distant past has not completely disappeared from my memory."
After hearing these words, Amon finally understood what the flower god meant.
This is... to share with him what I know about the past!
"Marikata..." Amon stretched out his hand and gently held the white and delicate soft hair, but this time, she did not try to struggle. Seeing the meaning of the flower god's tacit consent, his heart was suddenly filled with joy.
If the scene was not inappropriate, he would have wanted to sing a song, or even run to the Western Continent to dance with Andilor, his rival and friend.
"Tell me, no matter what kind of difficulties or disasters you encounter, I will always be by your side... Please believe me."
"Amon..." There was emotion in the flower god's eyes, and she placed her other hand on the back of Amon's hand.
However, her simple action brought great shock to Amon.
Feeling the warmth from her palms, Amon was completely intoxicated by her beauty and tenderness, and it seemed that he could no longer hear any words.
If the Flower God told Amon at this time to give up the throne of the King of the Sand Sea immediately, I think he, who is obsessed with the Flower God, would agree without hesitation, right?
"Amon... please listen to my most earnest advice..."
The solemn and dignified words reached his ears, and Amon, who was intoxicated by the beauty of the goddess, slowly became clear-headed.
He looked into the clear eyes of the flower goddess, and seeing her deepest feelings, he nodded slowly and let go of her hand.
Just like a student among ordinary people listening to the teachings of his teachers and elders, Amon felt extremely heavy at this moment.
He is the descendant left behind by the sky, of noble status, but years of wandering have long made him bury his past.
The girl in front of him is the original elf, a messenger of God who once walked the mortal world.
He and she shouldn't have this kind of relationship.
But when he saw her, he fell in love with her...
Amon didn't know much about the Flower Goddess' past and the secrets of the past... nor did he need to know so much.
Because when he was still in the Nine Heavens Palace, he had a brother who absolutely cared about him, the King of Red Flame, North.
At that time, as long as his brother was still there, he wouldn't have to worry about anything.
Until a sudden disaster struck...
He lost everything, including his brother.
If he recalls the past, Amon still can't help but sigh.
"Brother... where are you? I am now the Sun King of the Sand Sea, and my glory covers this sand sea... but why can't I find any trace of you?"
Amon had felt this worry more than once when he looked up at the sky at night.
Fortunately, every time that time came, the flower god would come to accompany him, enlighten him, untie his knots, and relieve his inner worries.
And now, it was his turn to untie her knot.
"Please go ahead, Marikata..."