"It's true ... Can I?" Medusa could not imagine this scene. She looked at the great giant that symbolized 'truth' in front of her, the carrier of the realization of the law.
"You have enough merit."
"I've seen your dream."
The God of creation's voice was calm.
It was as if he was hanging high in the blue sky, cold and ruthless, full of a clear sense of sacred illusion, like a high-dimensional projection.
the truth and the great Dao have never rejected all living beings in the world. In the hundreds of millions of years, there are countless living beings like you who have pursued me.
His figure was blurry, as if he had formed a barrier with the world.
That imposing and vast figure seemed to be eternally in an unknown flow of time. It carried a sense of distance that could never be touched, and it was separated from the entire world into two dimensions.
Ermine's eyes widened as well.
"So it's like this?"
