Lightning flashed and instantly illuminated the outline of the dark fog.
The huge God's corpse had completely disappeared in the darkness.
The unknown object that launched a long-range attack not far away also stopped moving.
"Is this the end of the Boss battle?"
Lin Jie put down the sword in his hand and controlled the Gryphon to take two steps forward. The flame-like sword illuminated the area in front of him, but the area shrouded in fog was still quiet.
The enemy that appeared in the end actually made him feel quite surprised and unprepared.
The main reason was that the timing was very sudden.
He had just immersed himself in this extremely realistic "VR game" experience. Kandela's physical instincts and his soul as a sword spirit made the battle seem like a beginner's guide, and the difficulty had decreased by a considerable amount.
Lin Jie felt like he was in AFK, and the one that was really fighting was Kandra. He only provided a bit of direction.
Moreover, the god in this dream was clearly not the god that made Kandela go crazy at a glance.
Compared to the God in Kandra's memory, this God that looked very powerful only had an imposing aura left. Remember: http://m.9biquge.com
According to Kandra, a new God had appeared ten thousand years later and posed a great threat to his people. Therefore, he listened to Lin Jie's suggestion and decided to help them with all his strength before he died. He wanted to face his past and challenge the God once again.
He wanted to use a similar experience to make up for the regret of the past.
Lin Jie praised Kandra for listening to his suggestion and correcting his mistakes. He also felt that his imagination was invincible in the dream.
Just from the appearance of this Boss, the pressure from its huge body was really off the charts, but its actual combat power was not that great.
However, since it was a dream, it was reasonable no matter what.
In the distance of the black fog, only the faint roars and noises that were like the sound of wind could be heard from the fog.
Kandra's voice suddenly sounded from the bottom of his heart with a trace of relief, "It's over … … Thank you for your help. I have already fulfilled my last wish and used my remaining strength to protect my people and land. Ten thousand years have passed, and everything is gone with the wind. This is all I can do."
"Escaping is always easier than facing it. If it wasn't for your guidance, I'm afraid that I would never be able to face my true side, my cowardice and despicableness."
"Thank you."
Lin Jie's heart skipped a beat. He lowered his head to look at his hand that was holding the sword. His gorgeous and exquisite gauntlet was emitting a faint glow. His entire arm began to turn transparent, gradually turning into golden particles that dissipated with the wind.
As expected, this was the ending …
Lin Jie thought about it and agreed. After all, Kandela had died a long time ago. It was only because his resentment and unwillingness were wrapped around the sword that his soul hadn't been destroyed even after ten thousand years.
From the memories that Lin Jie sensed from Kandra, before he went mad, he was indeed a worthy Virtuous King.
To him, it was indeed a blessing to be able to sacrifice all his remaining strength to protect his country again.
However, because of his self-condemnation and cowardice, he didn't dare to face the past.
Master Lin's chicken soup had an outstanding effect. Not only did it resolve the knot in their hearts, but it could even, to a certain extent, 'expiate' the vengeful spirit that was attached to the sword.
"Although he died, he was finally able to return to his hometown and country. To him, this is probably the best ending. This' dungeon 'can be considered to have been cleared."
As Lin Jie thought about this, he smiled and waved his hand. "You're welcome."
Kandela's body gradually disintegrated. Golden particles flickered with light and scattered in all directions.
Wherever the light reached, the darkness would retreat. The soil that had been covered by the thick fog was exposed, and beautiful flowers swayed in the wind.
Ten thousand years ago, the country was flourishing.
— —
In the sky above the scorched battlefield, the remaining water vapor in the air turned into raindrops and fell.
Smoke and dust filled the air and was slowly dragged along by the wind.
The thick cloud vortex had been scattered by the massive aether energy that soared into the sky. The heavy rain that had lasted for more than a month finally came to an end.
The elf riding the griffin was like a god of war, standing at the border between dream and reality.
The tip of the sword reflected the huge crater and the ruins that looked like doomsday.
This confrontation had only lasted for a few minutes, but everyone who had been paying attention to this battle had personally witnessed how the elf had taken on the Ether Star Destroyer Cannons head-on and how he had destroyed all three of the Truth Society's Ether Star Destroyer Cannons.
The Knights from the Secret Rites Tower were all dumbfounded. All of them were stunned for a few seconds.
Even though Winston was still shouting through the communication device, "Stay calm and stay vigilant!", some people near the border of the dream could not help but fall into a temporary state of panic and chaos.
On the Truth Society's side, there was dead silence and chaos.
Winston also understood that under such circumstances, the possibility of his orders being completely carried out was not high. Right now, his back and forehead were covered in cold sweat, and his palms, which were holding onto the communication device, were wet and slippery.
"Phew …"
He let out a long breath and looked toward the Kandela King, who had walked out from the legends.
Then, his pupils contracted as he realized that the elf's body had started to turn illusory, dissipating into light spots.
Winston immediately sensed that the dream's area had shrunk, and the aether waves had started to weaken.
Based on his experience, he judged that with the death of the god-level dream beast, the crack in the dream had started to close automatically. However, he still kept a close eye on the elf and did not let his guard down.
Since he had dissipated on his own, it meant that he was indeed an Ancient Heroic Spirit that had been summoned by someone, and that someone was giving orders behind the scenes to control his actions.
The most likely culprit behind this was naturally the owner of the bookstore.
He wondered if he would do anything else …
Then, Winston saw that the elf, who was about to dissipate, suddenly seemed to have remembered something. He revealed a very bright and dazzling smile and waved his hand in front of him, saying, "You're welcome."
He said, "You're welcome."
Winston could not help but look in the direction of the elf's gaze. It was in the direction of the Truth Society, who had been beaten black and blue by him earlier …
As everyone knew, 'you're welcome' was used to respond to 'thank you'.
In other words, this sentence meant, "No need to thank me for beating you guys to such a state. This is what I should do."
— —
"Bang! Crash! "
The sound of someone hammering on the table was followed by the sound of a large number of things being swept to the ground.
In the conference room, on the screen of the ether monitor, the scene of the elf smiling and waving his hand while saying 'you're welcome' was very glaring.
Andrew's face was about to become crooked from anger. He gritted his teeth, and his facial features were distorted. His whole body was trembling, and he was showing extreme anger.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
