In the decision-making room, when the Angel of Death was completely annihilated by Huai Shi, many people shouted excitedly.
The disaster was completely eradicated.
And the excellent performance of Heavenly Kingdom's lineage made many people's eyes pop out of their sockets. At the back, the lineage masters who were drinking tea together couldn't help but clap and congratulate.
"Congratulations, congratulations." Xuan Niao was the first to look at Russell.
"It's just unfinished business from back then." Russell shook his head. "There's nothing to celebrate."
Xuan Niao smiled. "Isn't it a good thing to have a successor?"
If Huai Shi used the fragment of the Day and Night Mirror to kill Flowing Venom, there was more or less an element of luck involved.
Now, as a level four, he killed the complete state of the Beast of Original Sins cleanly and cleanly, crushing its bones and scattering its ashes several times. This was a shocking achievement without any exaggeration.
"Indeed, we should have a toast."
Feathered Serpent smacked his bland tea, slightly regretful.
If not for the fact that the occasion was serious, he would have brought a bottle of whiskey or two cups. In the end, other than the dog urine coffee provided by the Astronomy Association for free, the only thing he could drink was the old stingy Xuan Niao's pot of coffee that had been soaked for more than ten times.
Was the tea can beside you really just to make up the numbers?
Can't you put more in?
He had already stared at Xuan Niao two or three times, but Xuan Niao just pretended not to understand. He couldn't do anything about it.
Forget it, forget it, let this old thing do as he pleases …
"However, speaking of which, there's another question." Xuan Niao asked curiously, "Woodman's complete state is so tough. How did you kill him back then?"
As soon as he said that, countless curious gazes looked over.
Filled with doubts and a desire for gossip.
That's right!
How did you do it back then?!
After all, Mimir was not like Heimdall, who was not good at fighting head-on. Even if everyone knew that Russell was very fierce back then, before the fall of the Heavenly State, he was still a level four. He was not as fierce as Huai Shi, relying on the secret apparatus to kill Samuel, right?
"Ah?"
Russell was slightly stunned, as if he didn't understand. "Actually, it's not that difficult."
When talking about the past, Old Tortoise revealed a nostalgic expression, and the gentle smile at the corner of his mouth became creepy. "Everyone just needs to chat, drink some wine, and take a stroll. Before he can react, we just need to push him into the particle collider and that's it.
Although the early preparations are a little troublesome, after closing the door, all I need to do is press two buttons and the problem will be solved. It's quite simple. "
Speaking of this, he paused for a moment and sighed softly, "Oh, speaking of which, until the last moment, he still thought that he was the only one with a knife in his arms, ready to make a move … It's a pity that I didn't manage to take a picture of that expression and preserve it forever."
There was complete silence.
Mystic Bird and Feathered Serpent were silent for a long time.
She didn't know what to say. She just wanted to find time to take two more breaths of the iced oxygen from her home.
How was this f * cking easy and simple?
Back then, everyone else was caught off guard, and you were the only one who made the first move … You look like you don't need to worry about being stabbed in the back as long as you stab others in the back first. It's really a little chilling to look at.
Thinking about how Woodman, a dignified Fifth Order and Creator, could only sullenly be reduced to ashes in the storm of countless calamities and miracles in the end, everyone felt sincere respect and admiration for René.
After offending the abbot, all he got was a stab in the throat … He could still continue to be alive and kicking. He was really lucky and lucky.
And, most importantly, they must choose their own place to drink tea with this old tortoise in the future!
Otherwise, who knew if they would sit on the crater of a volcano …
"Sigh, let's not talk about it, let's not talk about it. It's all in the past."
Russell waved his hand, picked up his teacup, and smiled.
"Everyone, drink tea, drink tea."
And so, during the short break in the war, the conversation continued.
But not long after, Russell's cell phone on the table vibrated slightly.
In the smoke-filled smoke, Russell looked down and turned the phone over again, calmly continuing the topic just now.
"White God?" The feathered serpent smiled knowingly. "Congratulations."
Russell was silent for a moment and shook his head.
"No," he said, "It's Black God."
The feathered serpent was stunned for a moment, but soon understood something. He and the mystic bird looked at each other with a complicated expression.
"Sacrifice is precious."
He sighed softly and didn't say anything else.
The return of a Fifth Order was a big deal for all pedigrees, and there was nothing worth hiding.
Celestial genealogy didn't need to keep a low profile anymore. She could stand on the stage and do whatever she wanted.
Moreover, the scene in the mirror just now had been transmitted to everyone. Combined with the observation report from the abyss not long ago, everyone more or less had an idea in their hearts.
It was difficult to hide their admiration.
To be able to awaken the White Deity using the recording method was a pleasant surprise that no one had expected.
Was this the Book of Destiny?
Seventy years ago, when the Kingdom of Heaven fell, the first to be included in the list of targets was the Utopia's Path of Change.
Black God, who didn't have any vigilance against his companions, was the first to have his soul pierced by Wescott's Pied Piper's Dagger, forming a spreading contamination. The unstoppable solidification spread from the top of the Path of Change to the bottom.
In order to protect all the members of the Path of Change who were corroded by solidification, the surviving White God burned all of his soul and miracles to pull Black God back from the edge of danger. But he didn't do everything. The remnant of the Philosopher's Stone mutated into the Authoritative Relic — Mirror of Day and Night.
From then on, Pelagya's soul had become the vessel of authority, protecting countless soul fragments in the mirror and prolonging the time of her dying breath.
In the long seventy years, those who ascended the Path of Change withered day by day.
After losing the correction from the Source Codex and the Book of Destiny, the irredeemable impulse to self-destruct and the madness of the Origin Substance splitting had distorted the Path of Change. No matter how much they struggled in vain, no matter what method they used, they couldn't escape from the shadow of solidification. In the end, they could only helplessly walk into the mirror.
Even Anna, who had the protection of the Old Godmother, couldn't escape from this terrifying shadow.
Two-thirds of Catherine's resentment towards Russell was because he didn't do anything. A clerk who couldn't obtain the Book of Destiny couldn't fulfill his duties.
And when Huai Shi returned to the Celestial genealogy with the real Book of Destiny, everything changed immediately.
Even if he couldn't use the correction value of the Book of Destiny, as long as it existed, all the paths that had lost their reference could find their original axes again, and they would no longer be at a loss.
And most importantly … through his personal experience, the records of the Mirror of Day and Night were once again imprinted in the Book of Destiny!
The reappearance of Gaia's blood was a second chance for White God.
This was the hope of redeeming everything.
The path of transformation itself was the path closest to the essence of the soul. After reaching the domain of Black God and White God, they no longer had any physical bodies and could be transformed into pure soul existences.
Even if they left the gamble, with the Mirror of Day and Night as a carrier, there was still a possibility of resurrection through the Spirit Coffin.
Everyone thought that it would be White God who would return.
But this time, Pelagya still didn't choose to be alone …
Once again, she chose to sacrifice.
With the thoughts, kindness, malice, and even Woodman's accumulated sins as firewood, she once again turned herself into a flame and ignited the storm of purification.
She followed the existence of the Heaven Ladder and broke into the Land of Dreams. After retrieving many sealed and frozen soul fragments, she returned to the Mirror of Day and Night.
Just like that, with White God's dedication and sacrifice as the price, she replaced Black God and became the pillar of the Mirror of Day and Night, mending many broken souls.
After completely losing the hope of resurrection, she brought Vitaly back from the brink of death.
This was the miracle exchanged for by the second sacrifice.
The path of transformation welcomed rebirth, and all the souls in the mirror had the hope of mending.
But from then on, White God no longer existed in the world.
Only Black God alone returned from the Abyss …
Should this be a celebration or a mourning?
Except for Celestial genealogy, no one else could understand the bitterness and pain in it.
Mystic Bird patted Russell's shoulder and sighed.
"Everything is meaningful, isn't it?"
Russell sighed softly. "This is Ms. Pelagya's choice. There's nothing to sympathize with. In the darkness, there will always be someone who ignites themselves to illuminate the future for others. This is the value of sacrifice. For inheritors like us, the only thing we can do is not let their sacrifice be in vain. "
"Don't worry about me. There are more things worth paying attention to."
He held the teacup in his hand, raised his eyes, and looked at the world covered by flames and turbulence in the mirror. "It's not over yet, my friends. It's not time to relax yet."
Even if the situation was good.
But it might not be the dawn before victory.
Some intuition that belonged to Loki told him that the darkest time had yet to come.
Based on his understanding of the Golden Dawn, that group of bastards were definitely not people who would sit still and wait for death. On the contrary, that group of bastards must still be brewing something …
In this short silence, he thought and suddenly asked casually, "Speaking of which, with the efficiency of the Continuation Academy, our natural enemy should be in place, right?"
Mystic Bird and Feathered Serpent's expressions froze.
And on the image from the mirror … the vast darkness spread out like a tide.
In the deepest part of the darkness, a roar like footsteps burst out!
Something was coming!
.
.
Before that.
The moment Woodman was reduced to ashes in the storm.
Huai Shi watched the silver mirror leave his hand and disappear into the void before his eyes. Pelagya's last words and advice came to his ears. It was some kind of danger warning extracted from Woodman's soul.
The secret entangled in layers of arcana and curses completely self-destructed the moment it was extracted. The contents and everything related to it were ominous.
However, before that, he could still distinguish the chilling aura within.
There was only one vague word.
— Hell on Earth!
And the moment Huai Shi looked back, he saw a figure not far away.
It was looking at him.
At that moment, a chill ran down his spine. But it was not the omen of death, but some kind of intrinsic disgust and resistance that absolutely could not coexist.
Right in front of him …
Countless fragments flew through the wind and stayed in the air. The moment a certain will descended, the ashes that were burned to ashes gathered again.
[Restriction Lifted]
[Personality Simulation Installation]
[Composition Transformation Reprojection]
[Projection Complete]
As if turning the world into a curtain, a beam of faint light descended from the void, holding back all the fragments that could be used and gradually pieced them together. After that, a lifelike silhouette appeared.
There were no distinctive features. It was hard to tell if the silhouette was male or female, and its age was unknown.
Only the pupils had a faint glow that made people uneasy.
When Huai Shi flicked his finger without hesitation, tens of thousands of lightning bolts descended from the sky. However, after the vast destruction swept through, the distant projection still existed amidst the endless dust.
There was no entity.
It was just nothingness itself.
"Hello, Huai Shi."
The thing that descended from the void curled the corner of its mouth, revealing an emotionless smile, and told him, "Nice to meet you. I am Aleister."
He said:
"You can call me the Fool."
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