Not long after Decca left in disarray, a team slowly approached the ice field from the green land to the south.

When the scattered remnants of snow appeared in front of him, Mo Fei couldn't help but secretly let out a long breath - finally back. Then he glanced down at Ryo, who was not far away from him, and exhaled again when he realized that he hadn't been noticed.

What is this journey?

Oh, yes, the demons who think they are servants of the gods call this a pilgrimage.

Mo Fei was secretly ruthless in his heart, you wait! When I return to the clan, I will gather all the tribesmen to let you know what a pilgrimage is! The ice and snow in front of me make Mo Fei and the others see hope again. It's home, it's a place of peace, even if it seems a little shabby. But as soon as I saw home, the embers of courage and hope in my heart began to flicker and gradually rekindled.

Ryo, who was in charge of the escort, had already sensed the giant's imminent move, but he didn't care. After crawling out of the pile of dead people, Ryo and his companions gradually became more and more light-hearted.

They are God's gatekeepers now, and they simply have to obey God's will.

Looking at the gods gradually gathering in the Winged City, Ryo felt that the previous life-and-death struggle was really nothing. To be able to live around the gods should have been rigorously screened.

The demons outside Winged City who were disdainful of them at the beginning began to cast envious glances at them. This was true even for Khan, Mera, and others, who were also summoned into the city.

What could test a person more than life and death?

Ryo looked down at his palm, feeling a little lost. Not long ago, he felt the will of the god's name, and was able to borrow some of the power of the god. In Winged City, whenever he swung his weapon, divine light shone on it.

Everyone thought it was a blessing of light, and it was then that even the Khan and Mela and others respected the guards.

Escort, oh no! Bright made a point of emphasizing that the word escort should not be confided in front of her sister, but should be an escort.

Because of escorting this group of waste, he was getting farther and farther away from Winged City, and the holy light on his weapon gradually dimmed, and finally disappeared without a trace.

This led to the idea that Ryo's might have been suppressed in some way. The night never reappeared after it was gone, but his influence was always there. The group led by Nicole has always believed in their beliefs.

There are many things that Rio can't figure out, why doesn't the dark night show up when the gods have gathered in Winged City, or is it that, like the sun and the moon, light and darkness can't come together for long.

Lately, a thought has crossed my mind, if the light and darkness are divided, which side should he be on?

Shaking his head, Ryo got rid of the distracting thoughts in his heart, and the panic and uneasiness that arose from the distractions. Now that he has been blessed by the light, he can only stand firmly in the light.

He should not think about anything else, but should find a way to spread the prestige of the gods everywhere, so that he can enjoy the care of the gods at all times, so that the sword in his hand can always shine with holy light. All he needs to do is pray sincerely and firmly fulfill the mission given by the gods. So Rio began to pray in a low voice, begging the gods to forgive him for his momentary wavering.

Not far away, Mera gently opened her hand, and a soft glimmer of light emerged from her palm. As a sorcerer, even if you are far away from the gods, you can still be in the light of the gods. At least that's what Mera thinks.

As she watched the light on Ryo's body dim until it disappeared, a hint of joy rose in her heart—I am the one who is truly favored by the name of God!

This time, it was Mera who offered to join the escort team. After being depressed in Wings for too long, she needed something to prove herself.

Nicole was firmly stationed in Yong'an City, and even if there was no longer any response in the dark night, it still did not make Nicole waver. She stayed there, expanding the influence of the night bit by bit. Although it is a little stupid, it gradually makes people have a trace of admiration.

Now, most of the faithful followers of Dark Night have fled to Yong'an City. There are only a handful of idols who cling to the dark night in the city, and they continue to worship every day.

Mera's performance was somewhat dwarfed, and she didn't achieve much in front of the light. The believers outside the city belong to the light and the night. But as the gods continued to manifest, the believers gradually diverged.

At first, because of the departure of the dark night, many of the believers of the dark night turned to the gate of light. Now it is this part of the people who have turned to the gods of all sides, disturbing people's hearts and minds.

Prayer in the city of Wings gradually changed, and the believers of the light no longer sought refuge in the night. They greeted the coming of the light at dawn and departed in the evening.

Only the old fox like Khan still clings to his original prayers. Khan and a few of the old decay are now outliers in the city, and only a few of them haunt the two idols every day.

She had talked to her uncle Khan in private, hoping that he would lead the old guys to the side of the light completely, but he only shook his head and smiled.

Mera knew she couldn't change anything, and her uncle was notoriously stubborn. If Uncle can stand on his side, then with his influence, he will surely be able to stabilize the hearts of the believers of Light.

Uncle Khan didn't pay any attention to the changes and strife around him, he was just devout to his beliefs and to the gods in his heart. But this did not diminish his influence, but allowed him to mediate disputes in a transcendent manner.

He used to say, "Have the gods ever been divisive, have they ever sent down oracles? Listen religiously, wait religiously ......"

What are you waiting for? Mera knew that Uncle Khan had stopped fearing death, and that he might be looking forward to the day when he would have eternal life in the kingdom of God.

She was too young compared to the dying Khan, and the kingdom of God was too far away from her. She also wants to stay young for a long time, like the gods in the city. She had noticed that time seemed to have lost its effect on these gods.

A god walked out of Winged City, and when the months passed, they returned without change. As for where you've been? But Mera knew that the gods must have been to some mysterious place and reclaimed their powers. Because with their return, new statues of gods appeared in the square.

She does not ask for the power of the gods, but only hopes that through her efforts, she will exchange the mercy of the gods and make her youth longer, so that she can have more time to serve the gods. But Mera couldn't find a way to go, so she could only do as much as she could, hoping that the gods would have mercy on her efforts.

So Mera was very strict with the poor giants along the way, and she hoped that the ignorant and savage giants would always remember this pilgrimage and imprint the glory of God in their hearts.

There was some commotion at the giant of the homeland in front of her, so Mera swung her whip and shook it on the giant's head with a crisp sound. In an emotionless voice, he said, "Remember what was taught to you, and if anyone dares to forget, I will use your blood to complete the first sacrifice on the ice field." ”

Along with Mera's warning, Ryo's gatekeepers tapped on the hilt.

The giant, who had already formed a conditioned reflex for this, immediately abandoned distracting thoughts and lined up with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes. The village is getting closer, but something doesn't seem right. There seemed to be fewer people who greeted them, and their expressions were complicated.

The returning giants turned a blind eye to the incoming people, and they marched in unison to retreat those who were ready to meet them.

Entering the village, two dragons hung upside down from icicles stunned the marching team. But a cold snort of dissatisfaction from behind made the giant immediately resume his progress. They walked steadily to the idol of the village god and began the sacrifice.

As the villagers watched, the giants, who were neatly dressed and did not look like giants, began to pray. The voice was low and loud, with an indescribable solemnity, which deeply moved the onlookers.

Behind them, Ryo and Mera and others were also praying in low voices. In prayer, thank the gods for their guidance so that they can fulfill their mission again.