"As far as I know, those who awaken the power of Kings often do what they say. It seems that you have been cheated. You are very cautious."
Dumutz showed a playful smile.
"Since you know, don't mention some outrageous things. I'm not an Asian and I don't have any special feelings for you."
Ye Fan actually has a lot of questions, but seeing dumutz like this, he doesn't seem to have time to help him solve them all.
"It's because you're not from Asia that I want to ask you."
Dumuz's eyes showed a touch of intolerance and helplessness.
Ye Fan thought a little and said, "do you want to... Let me take care of the Asians for you?"
"It's not care, it's guard."
Yes! Again! Ye Fan couldn't help turning her eyes!
Dumutz hurriedly advised, "although they have all kinds of shortcomings, in my eyes, they are all good children who love nature..."
"I hope that no matter what happens in the future, you can protect the life, freedom and their love for nature and beauty."
"The Assyrians should not become a tool for some people to satisfy their desires."
Ye Fan couldn't help laughing and said, "isn't there a patron saint in Aslan? Besides you, there is also the God of beauty, frejia, who is also the main god they believe in?"
Dumutz showed a trace of sadness: "Freja used to be my trusted friend, but she has abandoned Aslan."
"As for Simon... He was unwilling to be a nominal guardian from the beginning. He wanted much more than I thought."
Ye Fan asked, "is it difficult that Simon and frejia joined hands to kill you?"
"On the surface, it's true, but what really wants me to leave is the temple..."
"Simon would not dare to lay hands on the LORD God without the permission of the one behind the temple."
Dumuz's words are more or less lonely.
"Who is behind the temple? The creator?" Asked Ye Fan.
"Maybe... Yes or no, is it important? Who is that? Is he not the one who has the final say?"
Ye Fan nodded. Indeed, in today's big world history, the temple has the right to speak.
In other words, the master of the temple can make himself anyone.
"You are the LORD God, the creator, and you can't save your life?"
Dumutz smiled: "stranger, don't believe in immortality, but every created life will be erased."
"If anything cannot be destroyed, it is only because the source of its birth has not been found..."
Ye Fan is deep in thought
Indeed, in a sense, the higher the state of existence, the more unable to be killed, because life is becoming more and more complex.
Like Jiujie Qinglong, it is almost omnipotent and all inclusive.
It is hard to imagine how such existence was created. It itself is the creator God.
Therefore, even the temple and the old forest can only exile the nine robbers, the green dragon and the green, and can not be destroyed.
On the other hand, there is also a huge gap between creators.
Dumutz, the God of nature, obviously has only a certain power similar to the power of green wood.
As long as we can crack the source of dumutz's power, we can naturally think of ways to erase it.
The reason why there are many so-called "Immortality" is that those powerful beings are often incomprehensible to the world.
In short, as long as there is room for improvement, no one can say he is invincible.
Ye Fan has deeply experienced this point several times from his "one sword breaks ten thousand methods"
"Why do you think I'm willing to accept this thankless request when I meet for the first time?" Ye Fan asked.
"Because the sacred tree... Sent you here," dumutz said.
Ye Fan frowned and suddenly said, "the divine tree has arranged for us to meet?"
"Yes," dumutz nodded. "To a certain extent, your Divine sense is highly integrated into the origin of the divine tree, so you can get to this place."
"The dragon blood tree is the mother of me. It is restricted by nature. It is not the main God, but it is the mother of the creator. It has a certain self-consciousness."