Soveland's movements caught Dennis's attention, and he widened his eyes and asked in surprise, "What are you going to do?"

"You need this fountain more than ever, and even the Lord God won't punish me for what I did, right?" Sovereign paused with his hand on the stone bowl, but still picked it up firmly, and handed it to Dennis, who was standing aside.

"For the sake of the Lord God, put it back, Sovereign, this is not a favor we can bear. Dennis took a step back and said firmly, "And along the way, you are the one who really exerts your strength and finds the spring, no matter what the angle, I can't accept this precious gift!"

"We've been in the Forest of Analts for a long time," Sovereign looked at Dennis earnestly, "Even if we can get out right away, you've missed the best time to heal your leg injury." Do you want to be lame later, for your own sake, Dennis, accept it if you still treat me as a friend!"

With that, Sovereign walked over, shoved the stone bowl into Dennis's hand without saying a word, and then put his left leg on his knee. Dennis kept his head down, unable to make out his expression.

As Essauvilland had expected, the wound on Dennis's leg had progressed to an extremely serious level by the time the trouser leg was slowly pulled up, with the calf caught in the branch black and purple, and blood spilling from the obvious contusion.

"Hell, is it getting this serious?" said Sovereign in surprise, "You guy, why don't you say anything?"

"What else can I say, stop? Along the way, we are so far away from death every time," Dennis smiled wryly and gestured with his hand to make a tiny gap, "I never thought that I would survive and finally find the Fountain of Youth." ”

"Well, the good news is that we survived," said Soveland, looking at Dennis, "but the bad news is that you can only hope that this spring is as magical as the legend says, otherwise you will be inseparable from crutches." ”

Dennis glared. "Are you questioning the power of the Lord God? He whispered, and slowly poured the spring water from the stone bowl onto the injured calf.

"Hell, I told you to drink it, why did you pour it directly on the wound!" Sovereign grumbled a little speechlessly, "For the sake of the Lord God, do you use this as an ointment to smear the wound?!"

Dennis was stunned, apparently not thinking that much. "How do I know if the Fountain of Youth, which is used to heal wounds, is to be drunk or applied...... Besides, don't you know how to use it? He scratched his head a little embarrassed, looked at Soveland's angry expression and continued, "Well, if this spring water is really that magical, it will have an effect no matter how you use it. ”

Sovereign was completely speechless at this guy. "Please shut up......," he said, pointing at Dennis, "just told me that you couldn't bear it, and now you use it without care, and it's you who really deserve to be punished by the Lord God......"

Before Sawiran could finish speaking, the eyes of the two of them were drawn to the change in Dennis's leg injury. The spring water poured on the calf did not slide to the ground, but swirled and gathered together, slowly seeping through the surface of the skin, and then, the bruises, redness, and blood stains contracted at a visible rate, became smaller, and finally disappeared without a trace.

They watched in shock as their restored calves grew their mouths, and if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed that there was such a miraculous thing in the world, or such a miraculous spring.

"Quick, get up and walk around and see if healed!" said Sovereign happily.

Dennis nodded excitedly, then immediately sprang to his feet, the long period of mobility was too fed for him. But as soon as he took a step, he fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Sovereign was stunned for a moment, and asked anxiously, "What's the matter? Isn't the spring water effective? The Lord God is above, this is unlikely, right?"

Dennis lay on the ground and waved his hand. "No, it's fine. He got back to his feet and tried to touch the ground with his injured left leg, "I haven't used any force for too long, and I'm just slightly uncomfortable......

"Damn it, why don't you die!" shouted Soviran, grabbing a stone and throwing it without hesitation, "I should have drunk the spring directly, yes, it would be a complete waste to leave it to you." ”

"You're so ruthless, my friend!" Dennis jumped on one leg to dodge the flying stones, and then solemnly put the stone bowl back in his place, "but seriously, did we pass or fail the trial?"

"Oh, you still care......"

At this moment, the earth under their feet suddenly shook, and the woods behind the Fountain of Youth, unexpectedly moved, retreating to both sides like a curtain opened, and soft light flickered out from behind, brighter and brighter, like an open golden door, enveloping their figures.

The next moment, the siege in the thick fog regained its former tranquility, and there was no intruder, and the clear lake still lay there. The water droplets of the Fountain of Youth, shaking and recondensing, falling, emitting an eternal trill.

......

Outside the Forest of Songs, more people had gathered than at the beginning of the trial, and many slaves and servants who should not have been here had gathered from afar. The difference in status caused them to dare not get too close, but their unquenchable curiosity prompted them to rush over to find out.

Unlike the whispers of the civilians on the periphery, the princes and nobles gathered around King Aiden were completely silent and silent. The oppressive atmosphere hung over the crowd for the simple reason that His Majesty's only son, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Sovereign, had not yet teleported out of the Forest of Songs.

The time for the end of the order trial was getting closer and closer, and even the students who participated in the trial this time had basically returned to the stone formation, but Aiden never waited for Soveland's figure. At first, he could easily send the Praetorian Guards to check on the returning trainees while sitting in his tent.

But as time passed, his patience had been exhausted, and just as the head of the Order Templar Order, Upland, had come to report that the trial was about to end, Aiden could no longer sit on the throne, and out of the instinct of a father, he was the first to go to the stone henge, anxiously waiting.

Pope Kasroni, the former ministers of the kingdom, and even other top nobles, the people here are gathering more and more. Some were genuinely worried about Soveland's comfort, while others were just gloating. For the nobles who have nothing to do, scandals, rumors, and even other people's tragedies are all nutrients for them to live. For conspirators, it is the sudden accident that opens a new stage.

Of course, these emotions cannot be revealed, and tragedy must be shown with a sad expression after all.

The circular void in the wall of fog contracted smaller and smaller, as if it was about to close the door to the living, announcing the end of the trial of order. Aiden's face was a little ugly, his brows were twisted together, his pursed lips were slightly purple, and his broad palm repeated the clenching and releasing motion on the hilt of his sword.

At this moment, his wrist was gently grasped, and the equally anxious Sirian stood beside him. "Don't worry, old friend, Sovereign will be fine, trust me. ”

Looking at the other party's determined gaze, Aiden's heart relaxed a little, and he smiled a little self-deprecatingly. "Am I a little too nervous?"

Sirian shook his head good-naturedly. "You are a father first, then a king. The Lord God is just, and Sovereign will be safe. ”

At this moment, someone shouted out, breaking the strange silence of the nobles. "Look! The fog has changed!"

Everyone's spirits were shocked, and the circular void in the fog wall trembled, scaling as if something was about to break out of its restraints. Suddenly, the void quickly shrank into a black dot, and a thick pillar of golden light shot out from the middle, blowing the mist in all directions with great force.

The pillar of light grew thinner and thinner, and finally vanished, followed by an even brighter light that exploded through the cracks in the fog. Everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them, no one had ever seen such a spectacle, not even Pope Kasroni could not predict what would happen next, but everyone knew that this trial of order was destined to go in an unexpected direction.

In the huge light, two figures supporting each other gradually appeared, it was none other than Sovereign and Dennis who had disappeared by the lake, they seemed to be stepping on the golden trail, slowly walking towards everyone.

The line of sight gradually became clearer, and Soveland, who was talking and laughing with Dennis, looked at the people gathered not far away with some surprise, wondering why so many people had gathered.

He saw his father, King Aiden, the former Prime Minister, Uncle Cyrian, the commander of the Kingdom Guard, Uncle Tandra, Beorn and Loka, and Paslin, who had come out early. Sovereign was so happy that he couldn't wait to walk over and share with them the experience of this trial of order and, of course, the legendary Fountain of Youth.

But soon, he saw a strange look in people's faces, as if a wonderful comedy suddenly turned into a cruel tragedy in an instant, and the smile froze on their faces and turned into an eerie vigilance.

Uncle Sirian even drew the long sword at his waist and tried to protect his father's side, but his father held down the hilt. Sovereign watched the movements of the crowd in bewilderment, and he had no idea that he was greeted by this. Soon, he found the answer in the crowd that caused it to happen, but it made him fall into an ice cave.

He saw Dennis, and yes, another Dennis was standing behind Paislin, looking incredulously at himself, or rather beside himself. "Two Dennis?!" Sovereign felt a chill spread from his body, and everything that happened in the forest instantly appeared in his mind, everything that was full of all kinds of coincidences, "Who is next to me?"

"Dennis" patted Solweran on the shoulder and took a few steps away from his support, not showing any injuries. He stood there like this, dark golden frecks of light burning from his body, and those frecks of light spread out and joined together, as if they had burned away a layer of skin.

Suddenly, an invisible wave of qi burst out on "Dennis", and all the ashes were swept away. Below, the light grew, until a tall, burly figure appeared. The light faded, and everyone saw an image that would last a lifetime.

Bright golden, shredded armor covered his body, and the lines that extended from his chest were either resolute and straight, or softly curved to outline a majestic figure. Several milky white, floating tentacles stretched out from his back, rhythmically forming a pair of holy wings of light, and on the helmet that wrapped around his face, where his eyes should have been exposed, opened a pair of flowing golden light.

"Angel ......," whispered Pope Kasroni, his voice trembling like never before, remembering the legendary images from ancient books. The message was passed silently, and more and more people bowed down and whispered prayers, and some even fell to the ground, uncontrollable tears on their cheeks.

The golden figure turned his head and looked at Soveland. "Forgive me for concealing it," his voice was low and serene, "and the Lord God Somu's decree made it necessary for me to do so. He stretched out his palm, on which was a Stone of Refuge floating, "You deserve it." ”

The gray stone suddenly ignited a white flame, and after a moment, a triangular rune glittering with golden light was revealed in the fading flames, which was the emblem of Somu, which contained the power of order. Just as Solweran was stunned and didn't know how to answer, the rune flew a short distance and sank into his chest.

Warm and intimate, yet exuding an endless majesty, Sovereign felt as if his chest was filled with holy power, and when he opened his eyes again, there seemed to be a mysterious glow in his blue pupils.

"I, may I ask a question?" said Sovereign, hesitantly, "that wasn't said by your father?"

The angel's eyes, the flowing golden light, made a slight tremble, and although there was no expression, Sovereign was sure that he smiled. "No, it was said by the Lord God Somu. His voice paused, "Remember everything in the Forest of Songs, and at all times, courage, justice, wisdom, and selflessness can guide you in the right direction." ”

"I swear. Sovereign put his sword on the ground, knelt down on one knee and said solemnly.

The golden figure bent his knees slightly, and the fiery wings of light fully stretched out, gushing out bursting energy. The next moment, the fierce energy rushed around under his feet, and a golden light rose into the sky, bringing out the scattered light of the stars and piercing into the clouds and the end of the sky.

After a lapse of more than a thousand years, the miracle of the Supreme Heaven is once again unfolding in front of the world, just because of a name that was once ordinary, but destined to be great - Sovereign Vellor Kantbach.