The raging sea breeze blew down thunder, and the dark stormy sea was always like this.

The water beasts and demonic beasts at the bottom of the sea were already prostrate on the bottom of the sea when the gates of hell were opened, and when the sound of cassia sounded, they scattered and fled in all directions.

The flickering electric light reflected on the black mist, and the tall figure finally revealed its original face, the Grim Reaper, Wells.

The black fog around Wells began to churn, and as Cassia approached, the desperate cries of countless people reappeared.

Eventually, the black fog was like boiling water, turning into clouds and dissipating smoke, and Wells revealed his original appearance.

"Whew...... Dean ......"

"It's still pleasing to the eye, why, as a god of death, you can't even go to hell now?"

Cassia spoke in a calm tone, but the calmer he was, the more Wells could feel a hint of anger.

"Dean, we ......"

Cassia shook his head and interrupted him: "The god of death can't go to hell, the god of light is suppressed by his own faith, and the god of the sea is locked in the coffin of the soul gathering, when I handed over Atlanta to you, did you let you destroy it?"

Cassia stared suddenly, the thunder and lightning in the sky suddenly froze, and Wells's soul gurgled with endless power.

"Hospital...... Long ......"

"Calculate each other, shatter the godhead, distort the canon, seal each other, do a good job, for what?"

"Searching for ...... Looking for your ......"

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Cassia looked at Wells with a smile, undiminished in power, waiting for his answer.

"For thousands of years, our philosophical contradictions have become deeper and deeper, and the development of the world has become faster and faster, some people disdain it, and some people don't want them to continue to develop. ”

"Authority...... Checks and balances between each other, and we are limited to quarrels until ...... Until we found another world and was crashing into it. ”

"Before that, it was a shock that frightened us through Atlanta, it was your breath, and it was then that we thought about what was beyond the world. ”

"We ...... We are divided into two factions, one is waiting for the arrival of another world, when you will surely come, and the other is ...... The second is to actively try to explore beyond the world and find your traces. ”

"Hmm. Cassia nodded, "And then you're going to do it?"

"I didn't ...... No, at that time, the development of the human world was already out of control, and they had already begun to explore the heavens, and their weapons were enough to make ordinary people comparable to those under the gods, and finally ...... Finally, when attacking Scarborough, I made a shot......"

"Like your style. ”

"After years of conflicts, we ...... We have ruined the kingdom of God and nearly ruined the world. ”

Taking a breath, Cassia retracted his endless power, and at this moment, his figure seemed to become infinitely tall, looking at Wells condescendingly.

"How long did it take to regain your composure?"

Wells smiled bitterly: "Since you woke up again, I have completely recovered from my slumber and madness, and the sea god Butterfly sealed me at the bottom of the furious sea with herself, and Alena's sun also broke through the black sun. ”

"So you're going to restart Hell and take control?" Cassia asked, looking at it with a grimace.

"No, Dean, I just want to save this world, Alena and the others still haven't woken up from their madness, once they break through their respective seals, they may remain calm for a while, but if stimulated, the crazy side will prevail again. ”

"And I'...... Because the fragments of the Black Sun remain in the body, they can temporarily suppress some of them, but without the Godhead, they will still suffer from the Black Sun Infused Body......"

Wells lowered his head, not daring to breathe, while Cassia was silent for a long time, pondering quietly in his heart before he spoke:

"If you repay your own debts, you still have thirty years. ”

Before he could finish speaking, Cassia vanished, and Wells showed a pained expression, and an infinite black mist surged up from all sides again, enveloping him tightly.

Wells, who had turned into a black mist again and suffered from the debris of the black sun, stood in place for a long time, and finally sighed.

"I'm sorry, Dean. ”

With that, Wells turned around and walked into the gates of hell, and on the road ahead, there was not only a dilapidated hell, but also a layer of Ami shell fault.

He did not complain at all about Cassia and stood by, there is a saying in the world that it is good to say, you are guilty of your own sin, and you cannot live.

......

On the fifth day after the Gates of Hell disappeared, a large ship sailed in the waters near the island, and Ferrante stood in the bow of the ship, staring at the strange and dangerous sea.

The surface of the water rippled, as if something was surrounding the ship, following it, and it was the souls of the drowning in the coffin of the Soul Gathering that were protecting it.

Ferrante was very bold, and after leaving the port that day, he disembarked on an island where pirates were gathered, and with the help of the long sword and the endless stream of drowned souls of the souls, he quickly co-opted the pirates.

Among the pirates' treasures, he found a treasure map that recorded a kind of magical beast, a magical beast strong enough to become the overlord of the seas, so he set off and sailed his crew into the stormy sea.

Wherever he falls, he has to get up from there, this is what he has always firmly believed, at least he must have the ability to go back, say sorry to the families of those thirty men, or see him again...... Sophia.

Thunder and lightning, wind and rain, and the gloomy stormy sea made people breathless, Ferrante walked back to the cabin and first glanced at the Soul Gathering Coffin.

He could clearly feel that the souls of those drowned were not lent to him for nothing, and that one day they would need to be returned, but in what way they should be returned, he didn't know, and he didn't care, because this was the only thing he relied on now besides the long sword.

Ferrante then turned to look at the table, opened a scroll of animal skins, and a huge sea beast, comparable to a small island, was sleeping on the surface of the sea.

Fingers tapped on the table, and Ferrante made up his mind: "Find it!"

......

It was as if with Cassia waking up, the whole world also turned.

Ferrante entered the stormy sea with the Soul Gathering Coffin, looking for the terrifying demonic beast, looking forward to the day when he could return to the city where he had fled in the wilderness.

Everney was sleeping in a col, settling the dwarven creatures, carrying her hammer to travel across the Southern Continent and re-polish the ancient sigil that Lem had left behind, buried underground.

Sost and Alena are still slaughtering in Tria, destroying those who are not strong enough to hold up to the Light.

Wells returns to hell and tries to fix it again to make amends for his mistakes.

The other gods are still asleep, lingering in madness and annihilation.

Humans, Orcs, Dwarves, Royalty, Church, Parliament Hill.

All the forces are preparing, preparing for the arrival in thirty years.

At the same time, the Church of Light was influenced by Soster and Alena and could only actively prepare in Hokuriku, and the Church of the God of War and the Duchy of Solan also began to plot.

The Night Church, the Poseidon Church, the Gewu Society, and the Dwarves, the four major forces united, taking advantage of the ports on the west coast of the Duchy of Solan, and began to desperately explore the Violent Sea, trying to open up a route to the Elves of the Western Continent.

Everything is in order, everything is in order, but Cassia still does not intend to meddle in the name of fate.

Because he's waiting, waiting for thirty years.