Under Jasmine's pleading, Ma Wen hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.
He knew that he could not continue to hide Griffin's death.
This little girl's fate was destined to be full of twists and turns. He wondered if Fania would be willing to remove the curse on Jasmine.
Ma Wen glanced at the square. Clearly, the ceremony had reached its most important moment.
Both the Lich and the Moon Goddess were focused on the operation of the formation and had no time to care about anything else.
Marvin heaved a silent sigh and took out Griffin's body from the origami space without saying a word.
He was like a hard statue, still half-kneeling on the ground.
It was exactly the same as when he was alive.
Jasmine broke free from Ma Wen's embrace and stared at Griffin with wide eyes.
"You are my Guardian Knight. You will continue to protect me, right?"
"Uncle Griffin, you said it before. You can't go back on your promise."
"Wake up, Jasmine is so scared. Something bad is going to happen!"
The little girl murmured with a pained expression.
Ma Wen and Hathaway looked at each other, their hearts trembling.
Previously, Jasmine had shown some unusual abilities. For example, she could see through Ma Wen's stealth.
So now, what was the "something bad" she was talking about?
Hathaway did not speak, but turned her gaze to Jasmine. But the longer she looked, the deeper the doubt in her eyes became.
She could not see through this girl at all. Like the Lich Bandel, she could only feel that there seemed to be a very powerful force in Jasmine's body.
But what was very strange was that her life aura was abnormally weak. Under the suppression of the curse, she could die at any time.
Her casual murmurs seemed to have a magical quality to them.
Ma Wen took a deep breath, walked over slowly, and held Jasmine's little hand.
"Don't worry, although Mr. Griffin is no longer here, I will protect you."
Marvin said this from the bottom of his heart.
Paladin Griffin was a respectable man, and Ma Wen had to protect the little girl he left behind. Even if it was for the sake of the kindness in his heart, Ma Wen would try his best to free her from the curse.
"Hmm?"
Who knew that these words would attract Jasmine's attention.
She turned around and wiped away the blood flowing from her eyes. She looked at Marvin with a serious expression.
"You are willing to protect me?"
Ma Wen nodded naturally.
"Of course I do."
"Then are you willing to become my Guardian Knight like Uncle Griffin?"
The little girl said earnestly.
Ma Wen was stunned. Guardian Knight? What the hell? He was a Ranger, a Ruler of the Night, not a Knight.
"Did I read too many knight novels …" Ma Wen was sweating in his heart.
But how could he refute a little girl's words? He still nodded and said,
"I'm willing."
On the side, Hathaway frowned. She looked at Ma Wen with a strange expression, as if she wanted to say something but stopped.
She could feel that Jasmine was different, and she also knew the real thoughts in Ma Wen's heart.
But this atmosphere, this kind of words, why did it feel like a swearing ceremony?
Jasmine smiled happily.
She held Ma Wen's hand tightly.
At that moment, Ma Wen suddenly felt his palm hot!
He suddenly let go of his hand and looked, but found nothing.
"What's wrong?" Jasmine showed a pitiful look.
Ma Wen looked at his palm thoughtfully. After confirming that it was fine, he held the child's hand again.
"Nothing."
Was it an illusion?
He checked the data panel, and nothing happened.
However, the pain and scorching sensation just now were so real.
"Could it be that the pressure of entering the Scarlet Wasteland is too great, and facing such a big scene, I'm too nervous and hallucinating?"
Ma Wen mocked himself in his heart.
At this time, the ceremony had already reached its final stage.
The Moon God's light grew brighter, and the God of the Wilderness began to howl mournfully.
Under everyone's gaze, his body collapsed further and melted!
From the hardest stone to a blood red gelatinous substance, all that was left of the God of the Wilderness were drops of blood floating in the air!
Every drop of blood was the blood of an ancient god, filled with unparalleled power!
Fania was obviously taking this matter even more seriously.
All of her power was used to suppress the God of the Wilderness's resistance, and with her help, Bandel madly operated the formation, continuously igniting the God of the Wilderness's ancient god blood and sending it to the other end of the formation.
Pfft!
Miss Silvermoon's entire body began to burn!
The silver flames were breathtakingly beautiful!
The divine spark had been condensed!
The divine fire had been ignited!
The lich's soul ripples showed a trace of obvious ecstasy!
His years of hard work had not been in vain.
After expending so much energy and sacrifices, even an ancient god had become one of the sacrifices — Miss Silvermoon's divine body had finally been repaired!
The severed arm had also grown back.
But her eyelids were still lowered.
There was only one last step left.
Her soul!
The moment Miss Silvermoon died, her soul had been shattered by the God of the Wilderness's dark spear and scattered throughout the universe.
This was the most troublesome part of resurrecting her.
But Bandel had prepared for so many years, how could he have made a mistake?
The next moment, the ceremony of life and death had reached its final step!
Collect the soul fragments!
Miss Silvermoon's body slowly rose, and with her body as the center, a strange dark vortex instantly formed.
"Come back, Luna …"
At the lich's call, the vortex began to spin wildly.
In an instant, all the powerful existences in the universe felt this ferocious tearing force!
Pieces of long-lost soul fragments returned to Miss Silvermoon's body from every corner of the multiverse like a river flowing into the sea.
And the largest soul fragment had been summoned from the distant world of the dead!
But at this moment, a large hand suddenly crossed the dimensional barrier and forcibly grabbed the soul fragment!
"Who dares to snatch a soul that should have been dead from the hands of the world of the dead?"
The voice was low and powerful, giving people a palpitating feeling.
Bandel was anxious!
He did not expect that the last important soul fragment would be in the world of the dead, and that Miss Silvermoon's resurrection had attracted the attention of the Monarch of the Dead!
He had no way to fight against this powerful existence.
But there was someone else present who could do it!
A bright moon rose between the planar barriers, and with a gentle push, the giant hand was forcibly pushed away!
Under the attraction of the vortex, the last soul fragment finally returned to Miss Silvermoon's body!
Bandel was overjoyed and rushed in front of Miss Silvermoon.
He even revealed his true form — an ugly skeleton with no other organs in his body apart from the Soul Fire!
He hugged Miss Silvermoon, who was slowly descending.
"Luna … Luna …"
He called out his lover's name in a low voice.
The next second, she opened her eyes.
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