Ma Wen was stunned.
At that moment, the mark on his palm started to heat up.
He had thought that it was an illusion, but when he turned his hand over, he saw a miniature version of the Bane of Truth!
He knew how powerful the God of Truth was. As an ancient god, once her power was restored, it would be impossible to measure her with the current methods of measuring the power of the gods.
If he became her guardian knight, most of the gods and devils in this world would not dare to provoke him.
This was a huge temptation.
But he still shook his head and rejected Jasmine's invitation.
His answer was simple.
"I am only protecting those who need my protection."
"I am a person without faith. The truth is very precious, but I am sorry to say that I do not have the ability to believe in anything."
This answer did not seem to surprise Jasmine.
She just nodded and smiled sweetly.
"If that's the case, it doesn't matter."
"Thank you very much for protecting me when I was at my weakest. Griffin is my paladin, and he is affected by my senses. But I am very surprised that you can do this. "
"No matter what, if you need my help, you know how to find me."
She winked mischievously.
The Bane of Truth in Ma Wen's palm disappeared without a trace.
Ma Wen was deep in thought.
"You are leaving?"
He looked at Jasmine and Griffin.
Jasmine nodded.
"I have been away from this world for too long. I don't even know what it is like now..."
"I will go find some people..."
"I will also go to some places to take a look... In any case, I believe that we will meet again one day."
Her voice became softer and softer, and the radiance of the Bane of Truth gradually receded. Ma Wen saw that the two of them gradually became illusory under the illumination of the golden light and disappeared from this space.
In the final scene, Ma Wen saw Griffin nod at him.
Marvin was delighted that this Saint Samurai with a sense of justice could be resurrected.
This master and servant had reappeared in this chaotic world. What kind of changes would they bring to this world?
Ma Wen was very curious.
In the game, there was no such thing as the resurrection of the God of Truth!
…
"They're gone. We should leave as well."
Minsk said casually.
He had come here to try to stop the resurrection of the God of the Wilderness.
Now, not only did the God of the Wilderness not survive, but he had also personally witnessed the reincarnation of the God of Truth.
"Please do not reveal anything about this place to anyone else."
Fania said softly, "The return of the God of Truth will definitely cause huge waves. No one will notice anything else. I hope you can keep what happened here a secret. "
Ma Wen and Minsk both nodded.
Hathaway tossed out Chilling Grip.
The Moon Goddess wasn't careless either. She used a divine spell and soon, the Night Flower was extracted from the Grasp of Chilling Radiance.
The Night Flower was infused into the Ethereal Pot. Finally, the last piece of the [Helm Scepter] puzzle was in his hands.
With a thought, Ma Wen released Isabelle from the paper space.
She had been cursed by Bandel and was unable to move. After obtaining the Night Flower, it was naturally a piece of cake for her to remove the curse.
Isabelle regained her freedom.
Ma Wen didn't give up and released the pitiful Winter Assassin as well.
After all, this guy was completely unjustly implicated back then. Hathaway was surprisingly easy to talk to, and it took a lot of effort to remove the curse on the Winter Assassin.
He had transformed from a laughable whisperer into a middle-aged assassin.
"Damn! After so many years … I've finally turned back into a human. "
The Winter Assassin's eyes were brimming with tears.
Isabelle rolled her eyes at him, but she didn't say much. The Winter Assassin had indeed suffered too much. No one could understand how he had survived so many years in the boundless darkness.
If it were a normal person, they would probably have gone crazy. The fact that he was able to survive proved that he had a strong will.
"This used to be your weapon. I'll return it to you now."
Fania waved her hand, and the Grasp of Chilling Radiance flew to the Winter Assassin.
Ma Wen was slightly stunned. He pointed at Miss Silvermoon who was breathing weakly on the ground. "What about her?"
The Moon Goddess revealed a bitter smile. "She doesn't need this thing."
"No god can truly come back from the dead. Bandar's obsession affected my judgment, and it almost led to a disaster this time. "
"Although her soul has been reassembled, it won't last long … at most … fifteen minutes."
Everyone was silent.
There were some things that could not be helped.
The boundary between life and death was sometimes difficult for even the greatest god to cross.
"Luna …"
"Luna …"
A weak voice sounded from a corner.
The thin soul fire looked like it was about to be extinguished. However, he still floated up with difficulty and flew towards Miss Silvermoon.
Miss Silvermoon slowly opened her eyes.
"Give them some time."
Ma Wen and the others tactfully left.
…
Holy Light City, on the southern hill.
"It's time to return to Fernand."
Ma Wen looked at the snow-capped mountains in the distance and suddenly felt a little emotional.
He had trained in the Scarlet Wasteland for a full eight days, but for the people of Fernand, only half a day had passed.
Time flowed so fast that he wished he could stay here and cultivate for a while longer.
But the appearance of the Dream Guardian sounded the alarm.
This was the Scarlet Wasteland, not Fernand. It was not safe enough. It was still very dangerous for Ma Wen to encounter a top divine servant. He had made many enemies in the multiverse. After the shock caused by the return of the God of Truth, it was possible that the subordinates of Dragon God Hutson or Demon Lord Balhe were coming.
Anyway, he had already found Minsk, so he might as well return to Fernand as soon as possible.
Before leaving, he asked Hathaway to store the Dungeon Heart in the Regis ruins.
The Witches of Anzac always had all kinds of magical means. She took the huge Dungeon Heart out of the Regis ruins and put it in a white jar.
This jar was different from the Ethereal Jar. It did not have much magic power, but it was very good for storing things.
Ma Wen roughly estimated that the internal space of this thing was almost comparable to a half plane.
Since Hathaway was generous, Ma Wen naturally would not be stingy.
Before leaving, he gave her the [Magic Eye] that he had obtained from Balhe.
The [Magic Eye] was a treasure used by Witches. It was very sharp, and he believed that in the hands of the Queen of Witches, it would definitely shine.
Hathaway did not refuse. The two had a unique tacit understanding.
Regarding the past, they did not mention it again.
They knew that it was different now. Ma Wen was the owner of the White River Refuge, someone who was valued by the God of Truth; while Hathaway was the Queen of Ashes, the future hope of Anzac.
The two had their own paths ahead of them. Perhaps one day, they would have a chance to walk together again.
But in the process, they would encounter many difficulties and obstacles, and most of the time, they would have to face them alone.
Hathaway left without any hesitation. She had the ability to directly travel through space and disappeared in front of everyone.
It was not so easy for the rest of them.
They had to build a portal. Fortunately, the Migratory Bird Council had already expected this, and the toolkit that they had prepared for Ma Wen included a fixed-point plane portal.
After regaining his freedom, the Winter Assassin said that he wanted to experience this world again.
He threw the artifact Grip of Cold Light to his disciple, patted his butt, and left elegantly.
Isabelle was a little reluctant, but after some hesitation, she decided to return to Fernand with Ma Wen.
She knew that her mentor had his own things to do.
And it was time for her to fulfill the oath that she had silently made.
The construction of the portal was very fast.
As the son of the Ancient God of Nature, Minsk was very knowledgeable in all aspects, especially in witchcraft and magic circles. He was almost comparable to a Legendary Wizard.
Thirty minutes later, the miniature plane lighthouse was ignited.
In the distant Fernand, the old tree man who had been waiting in front of the gate saw the fire and immediately ordered:
"Bring them back!"
…
Returning to Fernand was like a lifetime ago for Ma Wen.
In fact, he left Fernand at midnight through an entrance of Emerald City.
When he saw the old tree man's smiling face again, it was only the next morning.
His original plan was to complete the mission in two weeks, so he sent a letter to the White River Valley.
He did not expect to complete the mission so exaggeratedly.
The thrilling experience along the way also made him feel a little scared.
In the few days in the Bloody Wasteland, he did not know how many extremely dangerous situations he had encountered.
This was almost unimaginable for Fernand.
This made him completely realize that he was not strong enough!
He was not ready to fight against the gods!
At this moment, outside the Universal Magic Pool, countless new gods were eyeing him and the White River Valley.
He had to continue to improve himself!
…
Ma Wen had gained a lot from this trip to the Bloody Wasteland.
Apart from obtaining the two Leaves of Inception and a secret manual on how to break through the human body's limits from the Migratory Bird Council, his strength had also improved by leaps and bounds.
The Ruler of the Night had advanced to Level-2, successfully activated his high-level virtual Divine Spark, and obtained a magical item that could turn him into a Great Druid.
Most importantly, he had found Isabelle.
Isabelle, who was already a young girl, had terrifying assassination abilities.
She had made it clear that she would follow Ma Wen in the following days.
This was great news for Ma Wen and the White River Valley.
…
Everyone on Ma Wen's side had completed the mission happily, but the Migratory Bird Council was a little embarrassed.
They had indeed found Minsk, but this descendant of the Ancient God of Nature could not contact the Ancient God of Nature.
The World Tree was still withering.
The people they had sent to the Green Sea Wonderland had not replied, which made the old tree man very worried.
They formed a second team led by Minsk and prepared to visit the Green Sea Wonderland again.
The old tree man wanted to continue asking Ma Wen for help, but this time, Ma Wen refused to do it.
Before he was strong enough to fight against some gods, he would not leave Fei Nan no matter what.
He did not want to experience the helplessness he had felt in the palace in the wilderness again.
Helpless, the old tree man could only watch as Ma Wen left with Isabelle.
"Sir, where are we going next?"
On the way out of Jade City, Isabelle, who had always been quiet, asked a rare question.
Ma Wen pointed to the southwest with a smile.
"Lavis."
"That is my grandfather's hometown …"
…
[PS: Two updates completed, please recommend it.]
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.
