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After saying this, Zarathu stopped talking, but poured himself a glass of sparkling wine from the Quaternary and tasted it slowly.

Leonard listened to their conversation next to him, and he understood Pales's cynicism and comfort, after all, he had known about the hatred between the Zoroasd family and Amon, but he didn't understand much about what Zarathu said, and vaguely felt that Zarathu seemed to have a little resentment towards Mr. "Fool" but finally chose to bow his head, and the reason for his resentment was that he didn't get the "Source Castle"?

Fort ...... Source Leonard reminisced for a moment.

He remembered that he seemed to have talked to the old man about the term more than once.

According to the information given to him by the old man, coupled with the reaction of the person on the other side now, Leonard can basically be sure that the place where they went to meet is indeed not the kingdom of God of the "Fool", but the "Source Fort".

I'm afraid I'm the only one in the party who knows this information.

Fort ...... Source Can this thing called "essentia" compete with each other? Because Zarathu didn't rob Mr. "Fool", and he himself made a huge effort, so he was angry? However, due to the feud of the Quaternary, he did not dare to venture close to the "door" of Intis, so in the end he chose to join the command of Mr. "Fool" and have the same destination as us......

He didn't think much about it, whether it was the Kingdom of God or the Source Fort to hold the meeting was the freedom of the holder.

However, after figuring out Zarathu's experience, Leonard felt that this person was also quite miserable, so he also carefully took out another snack and put it in front of Zarathu.

Zarathu looked at the pastries, at Leonard, at Parles, at Leonard, and finally smiled and said thank you.

As the carriage was moving, he occasionally looked out the window and watched Leonard and the spirit creatures staring wide. When Leonard had already seen more than a dozen spirit creatures that he had not seen in the archives, he inadvertently raised his head, and suddenly saw that in the distance of his vision, in the direction of the seven lights of the spirit world, there was actually an extremely light gray mist area.

At first glance, it seems to be just a part of the vague color block of the spirit world, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will be ignored.

"Old man!"

Leonard turned his head, but when he saw the formless Parles beside him, he didn't know where to look, so he pointed out the window and said, "I see a gray fog near the seven lights, is that ......?" ”

The suspended book stopped turning the pages, and Zarathu, who was enjoying himself and having a drink, stopped moving, and they all looked out the window at the same time, and Leonard was about to point them out, only to find that the Seven Lights were still there, but the less obvious gray mist was gone.

"No, no, no, no."

Pales's voice came to Leonard's ears:

"Maybe the one on the source castle has noticed us too. Oh, who could not notice such a conspicuous carriage, if you hadn't been with us, I guess the next place of your carriage would not be there, but in front of the Abrahamic family's mansion. ”

"Pales, old friends have met, I have eaten and drunk and entertained you in a good car, why do you say such horrible words."

After Zarathu finished speaking, he took another sip of the pale golden sparkling wine in the glass:

"It's also possible that the two of us who correspond to the path of the 'Source Fort' have gathered here and become a symbol, and this child's spiritual vision has also been enhanced, so he can see it."

Parles didn't reply: "Perhaps, do you already have an idea of the identity of the 'fool'?" And how did he die? ”

Zarathu smiled bitterly twice: "Don't ask about sad things again, don't ask again." ”

"As for the identity of Mr. 'Fool'......"

Isn't the "Fool" Klein Moretti? In addition to this, I don't know why the young junior who was chosen by the Source Castle, can there be anyone else? Zarathu felt a little strange about this question, he looked at Paris, and found that Leonard was actually secretly listening carefully, Zarathu was a little curious, and asked casually, "Do you have a lot of speculation?" I don't think there are many candidates. ”

"It's really not much, you should know how many."

"Hmm." Zaratul glanced at Leonard, and seeing that he was not surprised at all, he knew that Pales must have discussed this issue many times in front of him, "It's a cliché about the candidates, right?" You and I are both insiders, and to outsiders it seems that Antigonus, me, Kotal, and the hidden 'secret acolyte', but in my mind, his identity is almost certain. ”

Parles was silent for a moment:

"You think so, too?"

Zarathu nodded, "I think it must be." ”

Who is it? Although spying on the identity of a god is tantamount to blasphemy, Leonard couldn't help but be curious and waited with bated breath for an answer.

"Paris, think about it, you and I have both had the rudiments of the kingdom of God, do you think that with the ability of a 'secret attendant', you can quietly bring the spirits of others from all over the world into your humble kingdom of God, and leave no trace of the occult? I know without answering that the former is okay, but the latter will be presented anyway. ”

With that, He looked at Leonard:

"Since he's also a member of the party, you shouldn't be able to do anything about the source castle, right?"

Pales was silent for a little longer this time, and after a few seconds, the book floating in the air was closed and gently placed in the empty place on the seat, making it impossible to judge Pales's current movements and posture.

"Yes."

He said calmly, "The Source Castle can take his spirit away when I am unconscious, and I can neither feel the arrival of the Source Castle nor where his spirit has gone. If this is the rudimentary form of the kingdom of God, even if it is the king of angels, I will not be without interference. ”

"So who he is pretty obvious, isn't it?" Zarathu asked rhetorically, "What I care about most is why he was able to have such a strong control over the Source Castle at such a weak age. ”

"I'm afraid you're going to have to ask Him for yourself."

"Haha, I don't ask."

What are you talking about...... Leonard became more and more confused, not knowing what they were fighting. Isn't Mr. "Fool" an ancient god who has returned to life? Why do they seem to know Mr. "Fool" in the "weak period"? Well, it seems that the Quaternary is already ancient to us now, but for them it may just be one more acquaintance who is still alive......

So, Mr. "Fool" could be a Quaternary?

"So, why did you start to doubt His identity?" "I've met, I've negotiated, I've seen the close connection between Him and the Source Fortress, so when I'm resurrected and realize that there is an almost divine presence in this way, I don't think there's anything else but Him. ”

The snack in front of Pales was suddenly missing a corner, and after a few moments, His voice came:

"That's when you don't know what He did. Do you ever feel that there seems to be something missing in this world? ”

"God of War?" Zarathu looked out the window, "Did Bethel Abraham unite with the demons of knowledge?" I feel that the uniqueness of 'warrior' seems to be present in Intis. Although I don't know the reason for their war, it is not incomprehensible to anyone who has not yet had some new hatred and old hatred. Oh, there's only two of them left, aren't they? I don't think it's a big deal to have one less. In our time, the death of the gods is just a mourning, and when they die, I feel that the world has become familiar. ”

"When I was younger, I thought that the sky would fall when His Majesty Solomon died, but then I realized that it was nothing more than that."

"Your emotions are quite touching, but you guessed wrong."

Leonard saw that the small cake in front of Pales was missing another piece:

"Without the help of the Demon of Knowledge, it was the 'Gate', Antigonus, and the 'Fool' who killed the god of war. Among them, the 'fool' seems to have reached an agreement with the 'door', and it is not in the ...... And after the death of the god of war, something happened on the source fort, the 'fool' drove away Amon who occupied the source fort, and probably killed Antigonus somehow. ”

Zaratul's eyes, which had been squinting comfortably, widened in an instant, the small wine glass in his hand tilted, and the pale golden sparkling wine trickled down his gray-white beard onto his clothes.

"What did you say?"

"The 'Fool' repelled two other competitors in one fell swoop on the Source Fort, and even killed Antigonus?"

"No, no, you're saying that Amon once occupied Fort Source, when did this happen? How did He go up and how was He driven down? Oh, was He killed? No, if He had been killed by the Fool, I would have been able to feel it after I was resurrected......"

Parles let out a few low laughs, amusing to see the shocked expression of the old soothsayer, who was most fond of putting on a winning look, and he was in a good mood: "Now you know why I hesitated. ”

It took several seconds for Zarathu to continue breathing:

"You're right...... I was skeptical for a moment, but it must be him, right? By the way, if Antigonus had woken up, could it be that the one above the source castle was actually a ...... now?"

"Don't ask me about that." "How could I possibly know? ”

Zarathu took out a handkerchief, he was distracted by the news, and wiped the wine from his beard, as if even these drinks were historical projections, and he could make them all disappear at any time.

At that moment, He suddenly turned his head and looked at the window.

Leonard, who was distracted, was startled by his gaze, and also turned his head, and the next second, Leonard couldn't help but let out an "ah".

Suddenly there were many people outside the window, in groups, and although their figures and processions were also very blurred in the abstract spirit world, a staggering number could still be seen. They were dressed in very old and rudimentary furs and bones, like a group of ancient humans who had suddenly traveled through time and space, so much so that it was impossible to distinguish whether they were spirit creatures or real beings. …… However, it is impossible for thousands of spiritual creatures to appear, right? Leonard looked at them in amazement and found that they were also looking at himself in amazement.

Hey?

Leonard suddenly saw a familiar figure in the dense crowd of heads, and the blond-haired young man gave him a rather familiar feeling, and he confirmed that he had never seen such a person in reality.

And just when he was puzzled, the tall young man with blond hair seemed to notice him and waved his hand hesitantly.

“…… Could it be the 'sun'? ”

Zaratul saw Leonard's eyes locked on one of them, and he asked aloud, "Do you know these people?" ”

"Acquaintance." Leonard subconsciously replied, "They should be...... The people of God's forsaken land. ”

His eyes were fixed on the blond-haired young man, but he didn't shout, familiar, but not very familiar...... Klein Moretti still has a connection to the Godforsaken Lands? Being able to pass through the blockade of several gods and contact the Eastern Continent must also be with the help of the power of the Source Fort, so it is very likely that the blonde young man is also a member of the assembly on the Source Fort...... However, they don't seem to be sure of each other's identities, so are they talking to each other in disguise at the rally? Zarathu understood everything in an extreme amount of time.

"The people of God's Forsaken Land have been brought out, so I'll have to go and see it."

Zarathu muttered to himself. The carriage slowed down, and at a distance it caught up with the large force of at least 10,000 men.

TBC

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"What's that?" Waite Hilmon fixed his eyes on the behemoth not far away, and asked Derrick in a low voice.

His eyes were sharp, and the "Dragon Hunting Bow" behind him had begun to glow, and if the unknown was harmful to him, he would have mustered up the courage to attack it in a completely unfamiliar environment.

"That'...... That's probably from the outside world...... A means of transportation......? ”

Darek wasn't quite sure, the living monster in front of him made him dare not speak loudly, and the dozens of spirit creatures that held it up and moved forward also made everyone in the Godforsaken Land uneasy. Derick wasn't sure if the figure he had just seen in the "carriage" was Mr. "Star", they had never met...... It turns out that the other party has such a terrible vehicle?

After he finished speaking, he immediately saw an expression on Elder Hilmon's face, "The outside world is really terrifying."

“…… Almost every one of them was no weaker than me. Schillon barely managed to keep his tone steady, "Deric, if something happens, you must inform Mr. 'Fool' immediately, immediately......"

We're moving under His gaze, and we should be fine...... Dyric nodded, still a little apprehensive in his heart.

As they thought about it, they saw the amazing vehicle slow down and catch up with them unhurriedly.

After about half a minute of tension in this atmosphere, Darik's eyes lit up.

It was a physical suddenness, and a large amount of light suddenly appeared in front of them, and then a large expanse of white took over their field of vision, and then the white quickly climbed into the shadows, taking on texture, and the blurred brown and white patches in the distance solidified, turning into snow-covered mountains and plains.

Cha.

Waite Schillmon fell to the ground, and his entire calf was instantly buried in this flawless white.

Although the demigod was not afraid of the cold, he gasped in surprise when he noticed the huge temperature difference between the two places, and then the sound of gasping, teeth chattering, clothes rubbing, and sneezing continued to be heard in the crowd behind him.

He stood still and did not move, and after a long time, he carefully pulled up his leg and took a cautious step forward.

Crunch. These white, cold, fluttering things made a sound of being trampled. Waite looked up at the sky and saw countless white snowflakes falling one after another. He lowered his head and grabbed a handful, and the soft snowflakes instantly melted in his hands and turned into a small puddle of water. He sprinkled the puddle on the snow, and when the wind blew, the crystal clear water turned into dots of ice.

Is this "snow"?

He looked at the Chief beside him, and saw that the Chief was not speaking, staring at a few small animals running fast in the distance on the snowfield.

The strange and cute little creatures, which also had white fur, stood up on their hind legs after running to what they thought was a safe distance, and looked curiously at the large group of people who had suddenly appeared here.

He looked at Darek again, and saw the young messenger breathe in the cold, fresh air from the outside world, exhaling a burst of white steam. While he maintained a mature and reliable appearance, his eyes couldn't help but glance at the children who had begun to catch the snow and play.

After a minute or so, when people became familiar with the new environment and gradually quieted down, an ethereal and loud voice appeared in everyone's ears:

"Make a wish to me."

"I will grant your wishes."

It was as if a faint gray mist was pouring out before their eyes, and although they did not see the god, the respect and love for him in the hearts of the people did not diminish by half a point.

Daerik lowered his head and silently made a wish in his heart:

"The 'fool' who does not belong to this era, the great lord above the gray mist, I long for your protection, for you to grant my wish......"

"Please let us have a new home, a new beginning."

Such words, such simple and extravagant wishes, sounded in everyone's hearts almost at the same time, echoing low on this clean and uninhabited snowfield.

As he prayed, even Colin's body trembled slightly, uncontrollably.

They finally got the day, the myth repeated, and under the gaze of another god, they arrived at the new Promised Land.

Above the gray mist, in the ancient palace, Klein, who was sitting at the bottom of the bronze long table, saw a little bit of pure brilliance with different colors lit up one after another, forming a slowly rotating vast galaxy in front of his eyes.

The sound of the prayer completely overlapped, echoing inside the "Source Fort", causing ripples.

Crane closed his eyes for a few seconds, then raised his right hand with a sigh, flexed his middle finger, and tapped the edge of the mottled table.

In Du's voice, the invisible power spread like ripples on the surface of the water, descending on the snowy field.

The people of the Eastern Continent only heard the sound of the wind, but they did not feel cold, but were full of anticipation. A moment later, when the wind finally stopped, and under the sunlight, they opened their eyes, and Huo Ran saw one tall building after another.

White walls, neat buildings, and houses with bright windows.

Libraries, cathedrals that have been built, hippodromes, mills, lots and lots of buildings they can't name, and even a port near the frozen sea.

They are in the city.

The whole city is quiet, and even the icy snow wind brings warmth when it passes by.

"Dang!"

The big bell of the church rang, and the ethereal and melodious bell echoed in the hearts of the people of Yuecheng, ringing in the ears of everyone who heard it, as if it could cleanse their hearts and bring the most sincere touch to life.

The tears that people had been holding back finally flowed out, and low sobs were heard from the crowd, only to feel that the body and mind had become quiet, and there was no longer a trace of dust.

Miracles, this is the city of miracles...... The thought popped into Colin's mind.

"Praise Mr. 'Fool'!" They muttered to themselves at the same time, pressed their right palms to their left chests, and headed towards the church that belonged to Mr. "Fool", listening reverently and gratefully to the sacred bells from heaven.

……

"What are you ringing the bell for? You don't have to play the role of a secret waiter. ”

"I'm sorry to steal your opportunity to play, I suddenly had itchy hands just now. Thinking that we will all have to beg for a living under the noses of 'fools' in the future, I also want to show it. "Who do you think is that one on the Source Fort now?" ”

"It's him." Zarathu snorted, "Don't take the chance to ring the bell with me next time." ”