Original God: Age of Gods simulation, the daughter is actually Naxida

Unlike the mistress of flowers who chose to sleep, seal herself.

In the green rainforest, the only god that exists in the land of the central land, naturally does not allow him to obtain the ultimate divine authority.

Obviously, he had not experienced any battles and fights, and this qualification coveted by many demon gods to peep into his hands so easily.

Stepping into the forest, the silver hair that was brighter than the bright moon fluttered slightly, and in the company of the elf-like Lannaro around him, the Great Compassion Tree King couldn’t help but gently cover his chest.

She could sense that the gift from Luo Chen was emitting bursts of warm power in her body, constantly making up for the loss of her mending calamity.

Although the holy spear blocked the passage between the stars and the abyss, nailing the anchor of the stars, the outside knowledge that had spread before that still existed in the world.

During this time, the Great Mercy Tree King has been traveling to the land of Yanglu, healing the wounds of those people who still have the Demon Scale Disease, and purifying the territory polluted by the taboo.

It’s a little hard, but it’s nothing compared to the responsibility to save your people.

“Our dear friend, the wise but died early, sheltering the Son of Man and opening up a new era, is our common ideal.”

“In the splendid legend that changes forever, lurks the gray fruit, just as life is always accompanied by death, and loss is also the lover of memory.”

Standing on the sacred tree, the wise queen reveals her true inner thoughts.

Before the ideal succeeded, the former threesome gradually drifted away, and even she felt indescribable pain and discomfort.

This feeling, which is usually hidden in front of the people, will only be savored when alone.

Until a certain moment, the lonely atmosphere was broken by something strange.

She saw a little divine flower light wafting from afar.

“That was…”

The Great Compassion Tree King was a little moved, and gently stretched out his hand to bring the aura that exuded a familiar aura to his side.

At the same time, along with the light shrouded in light, there was also a request from a friend.

“I give you a piece of spiritual light, my dear friend, I hope you will keep it carefully, she comes from the wisdom of flowers and the veins of the sky, and has the purity of life, please cherish my gift.”

Marikata’s voice echoed in his ears, and the Great Compassion Tree King couldn’t help but be startled.

“Promise me to guard this aura, my companion, my beloved friend, to follow his will, and when we are gone, mortals will be as frustrated as infants, fragile but strong enough to overcome the winds and fires and their own imperfections.”

The brief message quickly disappeared in the wind, leaving only the ignorant daughter sent by her mother.

Gazing at the spiritual light of the flower, the Great Compassion Tree King was silent.

Equivalent to the embodiment of wisdom, she is vaguely aware of the fate that this child carries.

All beautiful creations born of the spirit of flowers will inevitably face the fate of falling into mud.

However, after the fall, those who were reborn from manna into a sea of flowers were no longer saddened by death.

After a long time, she finally spoke.

“Daughter of flowers, follow your mother’s instructions, and I will give you the duty of guarding the two worlds, watching the boundary between birth and death.”

“Duties…”

The soft voice has the power to calm the heart, which makes the flower spirit light stabilize some of the immature thoughts and words that are stumbling and waiting.

After all, she is only a young child who has only recently been born, and only knows how to follow her mother’s decisions.

Even so, the Great Compassion Tree King did not arbitrarily make a choice for her, but listened to the wishes of the spiritual light, intending to shape her beloved body and transform it into an incomparably gorgeous life.

“Don’t rush to make a decision, in the future, you will stay by my side and see if you are willing to pay for this world.”

Pressing down the inner grief of witnessing the disappearance of his confidant not long ago, the Great Mercy Tree King smiled slightly to comfort, seeing the hesitation and fear of the flower spirit.

When she promised her mother, she was strong in strength, and with the attitude that she could not let her mother down, the spirit of flowers came to the country of grass and trees.

After arriving, that courage almost disappeared.

Receiving an answer that was not in a hurry, Hana Zhiguang was slightly relieved and began to ask in a childish tone.

Even her mother said that the master of the country of grass and trees has no less wisdom than her, and she will definitely learn a lot by staying by each other’s side.

The Great Compassion Tree King is happy to answer his knowledge, just like the three questions and answers with Luo Chen and Marikata for the first time, the spread of wisdom is priceless.

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From now on!

Following the gods of wisdom and witnessing all aspects of this world, the immature thinking of the flower spirit is gradually enriched.

The legend of the eternal oasis gradually faded, and the age of the three gods passed away with generations and was buried in the yellow sand.

The only consolation is that the people of the desert have never had a split with the people of the rainforest under the same treatment as the Great Compassion Tree King.

Above the yellow sand, watch one human kingdom rise, decay, and annihilate.

I don’t know how long time passed.

One day, the Flower Spirit finally found the Great Compassion Tree King again.

“Flower daughter, have you made a decision?”

As always, the voice is gentle and full of motherhood, showing the fraternity of the God of wisdom.

The flower spirit, which had long since grown, answered very firmly.

“Honoring the will of the Maharajah, obeying my mother’s instructions, I am the last soul left by the hostess, and I am the essence of the flower that purifies all.”

“If I merge with the purest water, I will burst out like a pomegranate with thousands of dazzling rays of light, and watch over the boundary between birth and death.”

In the words, the daughter of the flower chooses to follow the path foreseen by her mother.

The Great Compassion Tree King didn’t say much, after others made decisions, all she could provide was to fulfill her promises.

The next moment, from within the hazy and dreamy flower light.

The emerald green divine bird bloomed thousands of spiritual rays, rushed out of the light mass that resembled a shackled eggshell, and cried for nine days.

She gathers the colors of thousands of birds and sings the harmony of thousands of flowers.

At this point, the final dream of the oasis is gathered into one, turning into a pure and brilliant endless sea of flowers hidden in the body of the sacred bird.

Gazing at the divine bird that spread its wings high in the sky, showing pride and newborn, the Great Compassion Tree King groaned softly.

“Daughter of flowers, hereby I give you the name of Simog.”

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