Yes, the atmosphere was indeed not so suitable for the welcome party, and as for the reason, it was naturally because of the poor goblin Grand Sage Mire, of course, his undead. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mir is in pain right now.

He lived in the most glorious years of the goblins, and the entire race once trampled the entire Yara world under the feet with the power of technology, despised all knowledge outside of technology, conceited and despised the kindness and warnings of the gods, arrogantly played with life to transform life, and even usurped the authority of the gods to create life, and even did not hesitate to follow the three-eyed clan to fight the gods, and he, once one of the highest powers of this race, was the most powerful existence of the entire race. However, the moment the gods sent down the divine punishment, everything ceased to exist, and the powerful technology, the glorious history, the wealth of knowledge, everything, turned into an illusory wind, dissipated in the river of time, and could never be recovered. Similarly, at the moment of divine punishment, billions of goblins lost their lives in an instant, and even until they died, they did not know what was really happening.

There is nothing that can save the goblins who die, the technology that can change the world can't save them, the well-prepared underground bunkers can't save them, the most powerful Mir Sages can't save them, and the goblins can only die under the wrath of the gods. Of course, although the powerful Mir Sage can't save the entire race, however, he can save himself, as a goblin mage who was finally promoted to a demigod with an originally weak body, his soul is quite powerful, and the soul attack against the racial group is not strong enough to destroy his soul, the powerful Mir Sage could have become a survivor and lead the survivors around him to live hard after the catastrophe, just like others in the original history have done.

However, he did one thing, something that could not be judged right or wrong, when he felt the impact on his soul, the people around him kept dying, and he realized that this was a kind of divine punishment, he immediately expanded his inherent spiritual realm, and pulled more than half of the staff in the underground bunker where he was located. This instinctive action allowed him and those goblins to live two minutes longer than most goblins, and then, he died, and the soul attacks that originally targeted thousands of people all continued to collide in the inherent spiritual realm formed by the soul and the will, which was similar to the nature of the miniature divine kingdom, and he was proud to be able to support it for two minutes. However, there was only so much he could do, and in the end nothing changed, all the people died after him, there were no survivors, but there were not the small half miles that were pulled in, and there were a few lucky people who survived.

Surviving two minutes longer than the others may not have been a blessing for Mir, but a misfortune, for in those two minutes he could only taste anger, unwillingness, hatred, and remorse in agony. He is sober, the only goblin who has a premonition before the catastrophe strikes, he is powerful, the only demigod sage of the present generation, but, his sobriety, his strength, cannot save anyone, not anyone, including himself. In the last two minutes, his heart was full of hatred, hating his own weakness and powerlessness, hating the arrogance and conceit of the powerful, hating the greed of the race for eternal life, hating Sigurn who brought the hope of eternal life, and of course, the most hated was the gods who sent down divine punishment, although he also knew that this was a war, a war between mortals and gods, and the party that provoked the war was not qualified to hate, but he still couldn't stop his hatred, and then, with endless hatred, he went to death.

When he woke up again, he had turned into a painful undead, although he was still strong, but the coldness after death eroded his soul in an instant, and the cold was the only feeling he felt at the moment of recovery, the cold made people miserable, and the cold made people crazy. However, the cold immediately subsided, and the light of the warm heart shone from the center of the world of the dead to every corner of the earth, dispelling his cold and warming his soul. The warm, kind, and loving light of the heart attracts Mir like a lighthouse in the darkness, and the great sage Mir, who has forgotten most of the memories of his life and is in a state of confusion, walks towards the light of his soul step by step in confusion.

As one of the first group of revived corpse witches, when Mir was revived, in this world of death, the undead were still very rare, and it was no less difficult to meet the same kind than finding a specific grain of sand on the beach, until he was extremely close to the location of the light of the heart, he saw other undead, saw those forerunners and companions, met the king of the undead who had not yet been called kings, met the former strongest Sarn, met the three-eyed Clan's Sira, and met some of the leaders who were now present. At that time, after tens of thousands of years of sleep, Mir had forgotten too many things, even forgetting the existence of Siguen, forgetting the life science research center, and forgetting the rebirth plan, but he did not forget the hatred in his heart, the hatred of himself, the hatred of Siguen, and the hatred of the gods, so the moment he saw Siguen, he unsurprisingly launched an attack and transferred his hatred of Sigurn to Sigurne.

Mir was very strong when he was alive, and he was also very strong after becoming an undead, and being the same leader as Sirasahn was enough to prove his strength, so for his attack, even Sira of the Three-Eyed Clan had to deal with it carefully with an inexplicable mentality. However, Mir's attack did not touch Sira's spirit, because Sarn, who was with Sira at the time, just waved his hand casually, blocking Mir's hasty but unwarning attack, and slapped him away at the same time, which left an indelible impression on the goblin sage, and because of this, among the leaders, Mir didn't care about anyone, except when facing Sahn, he was very careful to maintain respect.

Mir, who only woke up after being shot away, only then did he know the reality that he had become an undead, but at the same time, he also knew something that he absolutely couldn't accept, he actually regained his consciousness under the influence of the will of the gods, which is simply a desperate reality, and what is even more desperate is that he only then knew that the light of the soul was not the light of a flame, in fact, it was the brilliance of divinity, the god who woke up was selflessly lighting up his divinity, warming all the children who were tormented by the coldness of death, from the brilliance of divinity, Mir felt only selflessness, fraternity and gentleness.

In the face of such warmth, Mir couldn't hate the other party no matter what, but in his consciousness, he instinctively hated the other party, and the contradictory inner conflict made his newly revived soul almost collapse again, and it wasn't until a long time later that Mir buried the past hatred in the deepest part of his heart, and slowly tried to accept the god who warmed him.

(To be continued.) )