The light flashed in front of us, and the loot hanging in the castle re-entered our field of vision.

However, we noticed a big change.

What should have been pure, colorless air was floating with countless white points of light.

Warm, peaceful.

It's like lying in your mother's arms.

"Sure enough......" I wasn't in a good mood, "only the Holy Land can do this, right?"

"Like the flesh floats in the Bloody Lands, the characteristics of the floats here are too obvious. Gai nodded, and at the same time, the demon longbow was held in his hand.

"The strength of the monsters in the Hallow Land, although I haven't fought before, but I've seen it countless times in the game. The six of them can fight. ”

Nodding, the two of them headed out of the castle.

"Everybody...... "Looking at the deserted town, Gai and I were both in our hearts.

If......

At this time, a sound similar to dust and metal rubbing and colliding reached Gai's ears and me.

Looking up, a light elemental elf flapped its wings and slowly flew in one direction in the sky.

"Are all the monsters floating around now?" Gai gritted his teeth, ready to shoot.

"Wait a minute, elves are not enemies!" I pulled the lid and looked at the system's feedback.

Light Elemental Pixie (Friendly)

HP：400/400

Attack: 8-15

Defense: 2

"If the power of light and darkness is released, there will be a sacred place. I pondered for a moment, "So...... The elves are our friends. ”

Gai was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted: "Lord God is on our side, so of course the sacred land is also our territory." ”

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, both feeling a little embarrassed by the stupidity of rushing back just now.

"But where are they?" still bothered me.

It's still around the morning, and it's usually a time when everyone is working.

How is it that the whole city is empty now?

Puzzled, Gai and I decided to go out and look for it.

After waiting for a while, both of them put on their wings. I decided to fly to the south, and Gai decided to go to the north.

Along the way, I was weird.

Not to mention the Holy Land, even if it is the original ordinary terrain, it is all slimes everywhere at this time.

This sacred place is too quiet.

Quiet enough that there wasn't a single monster.

"Strange, it's a holiday?" I joked, but became more suspicious.

I didn't see monsters until I flew out of the Hallow, but alas, they were ordinary slimes, not Hallow-exclusive monsters like plankton and unicorns.

I had no choice but to give up.

At this time, Gai sent me a system message for the day.

"Gai: Bring it with a wormhole potion. ”

"Did Guy find someone?" I was overjoyed, pulled out the wormhole potion, and nodded at Cover's avatar.

..............

The light is drifting away.

Light, falling.

Light, in the shattering.

Light, crying.

Countless rays of light condensed into solids, like broken lenses, scraped all around.

In the warmth of the light, with a hint of the sadness of the light.

When I opened my eyes, I couldn't help but shake a little.

It's a kind of shaking from the heart.

Countless elves of light, in a circle, lined up, danced.

Countless sacred unicorns gathered in a circle and screamed in unison.

Countless golden warriors knelt down on one knee and pointed in the direction in front of them with the swords in their hands.

I tried to speak, but I was stuck in my throat.

Here, no words make sense.

Only silently watching, silently waiting.

I only hope that this day will pass sooner, and I hope that this day will not happen.

After a long time, a long time......

The Song of Light stopped playing, countless ring elves slowly floated down, and countless unicorns lowered their heads and stopped screaming.

Crossing the crowd, Gai and I silently walked to the very center.

There, there was Ai Mo, there was Lulu, and there was everyone.

There are guides, there are nurses, and there are everyone.

Also, a white throne.

On it, the name of the light is engraved.

"She is the light. ”

"She's hope. ”

"She is warm and peaceful. ”

"She's who we were, who we used to be. ”

"Now, the light is crying. ”

"We, too, are crying. ”

"Who is the source of all this?"

"Each of us thinks that it is us. ”

"But no, we. ”

"Rather, it's our capabilities. ”

"She saved us and left. ”

"We, we survived. ”

"But it was her ability that kept us alive. ”

"Inherit the meaning of the light, leave the spirit of the light. ”

"Today, it is a funeral that belongs to the light. ”

"A funeral for the rescued, for the rescued. ”

The guide silently finished reading a long sentence and bowed his head.

Everyone also bowed their heads.

The white throne, facing the ground, slowly sank.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

This is the grave of the deceased.

Now, it's the funeral of the Light of the World.

(Qingming Festival, write about this.)

Actually, I really didn't think to write about this at first.

But the Qingming Festival is deeply touched, so ...... Although I didn't write much, I worked hard to write this chapter. ）