Chapter 47: The Noble Mind (I)

The Twilight Sun, the Lord of the Past, the Supreme Sun, the King of Eternity...... Twilight!

It is a name with many glorious names, the old god and the new god.

He has held authority since ancient times, and is the elder of the gods, and only Asoro, the mysterious father of nature, can compare with him.

Instead of responding, the Great Sun fell silent, and soon the Great Sun slowly disappeared into the ripples of space, and the ensuing vision disappeared.

The Rotten Dragon breathed out an infinite storm and set his eyes on the place where Kafism dissipated, this ancient wind lord naturally did not die like this, but he was also very knowledgeable, and did not dwell on it any longer, but returned directly.

"This cunning fellow, it's still like this."

As an old opponent, the rotten dragon, after a faint evaluation, also disappeared into the void, and before leaving, he glanced at the ten bone dragons tied to the frame of the god of death and oblivion.

The god of death and oblivion, riding on the skeleton frame, left the void as he had come after a vague figure in the black mist, greeting the silver-haired lady and the Lord of Protection.

In the void, only the silver-haired lady and the Lord of Asylum remain.

The silver-haired lady restrained her vision, turned into a moonlight man, and came to the Lord of Protection, and said calmly, "These ancient beings always pop up on a whim. ”

"The essence of the gods cannot enter this world, it's an iron law, and we can't let them come, you know."

The Lord of Shelter said lightly.

The silver-haired lady looked at the place where Kafisam had disappeared, and her voice suddenly carried some sadness, "These beings are nothing, after we warned them, they are basically not too persistent, but how long can the old era last?" I could feel that they were always thinking about returning. ”

"And in less than 2,000 years, one of us has fallen into an eternal slumber."

The Lord of Shelter looked faintly ahead, and after a long pause, he spoke, "Kafism should just be curious about that child, and it shouldn't have come because of Terabanaus. ”

Tyrabanus, the lamp of freedom, the god of freedom and hope, one of the nine gods.

This incomparably noble god has long since fallen into an eternal slumber.

This is a great secrecy, which has even caused the church of the new god to be cut off from mortals for a long time.

"I'm thinking about whether to start the war between humans and gods as Twilight said, those ancient human families have too many forbidden powers, which makes our arrangement very unstable."

The silver-haired lady said lightly.

This goddess, who was gentle to mortals, said something terrifying at this time.

"I can't trust Twilight, and if we do, what difference does it make with the Old Gods, who waged war against the Old Gods in order not to be enslaved, sealing them away in a bygone era. The fate of mankind is ultimately to let human beings move forward on their own, and we cannot interfere too much. ”

The Lord of Shelter refused.

The silver-haired lady said lightly, "Patilon, what are you thinking?" Since becoming a god, you have become too gentle, and if you were the one you used to be, when Terrabanus died, you would be desperate to turn the chaos upside down and find a new beginning in the chaos. ”

"Because it's the best I've ever foreseen." The Lord of Shelter said calmly: "The freedom of Terabanus has caused chaos in the human order, and those in power have chosen to kill the gods, doesn't this just prove that what we did in the first place has planted the seeds of rebellion?" ”

"Although they borrowed the power of the old gods, if the old gods returned, they would not tolerate it, this is our tacit agreement with them."

"We're not on top of that, Edith."

The silver-haired lady was silent for a long time, then sighed, "I hope you're right...... It's just that the old gods seem to have a connection to the abyss, and the remnants of the Credors are able to grasp the secrets of Terrabanus, which is very unusual, and I can't predict what will happen in the future. ”

"It's not safe to seal them away from a bygone era. I know you've put your hopes in humanity and you're constantly raising great humans, but are you sure you're right, Patilon ......"

His body slowly dissipated, leaving only the aftermath of his voice.

And the Lord of Shelter stood in the void, unmoved for a long time.

……

A month later.

In the castle of Viscount Verneult, the coalition forces of the Northlands opened a banquet and then disbanded.

The remnants of Credot who infiltrated the Northland this time were either captured or killed, and the Grand Duke of the North personally sent a letter to inform him that the remnants of Credot had been exterminated and that the crisis in the Northland no longer existed.

But when he returned to his domain, Iren found his father and asked, "Father, is the prophet of the remnants of Credot dead?" ”

"Why do you ask this?"

Earl Horn looked at his third son, his eyes showed some interest, and he spoke slowly.

Iren said calmly, "It wasn't mentioned in the letter from the Earl of the North, so I had some doubts. ”

"You're sharp, that's good."

Earl Horn nodded calmly, and then said, "The prophet is not dead, and he must have fulfilled his purpose, and then left from the Northlands. ”

"You and the others didn't find him?"

Eren was a little surprised.

Earl Horn asked, "Why should we find him, or kill him?" ”

Ilyen was stunned, just wanted to speak, isn't it a matter of course, but then he was suddenly stunned, he looked at Earl Horn, hesitated for a moment before saying, "It's not necessary, but it should be." ”

"Yes, not necessarily, but it should be...... But we can also choose not to. ”

Eradicating evil is naturally the way it should be.

And this is what Iren did, but there is a limit to this kind of should.

Obviously, Earl Horn and the others were not willing to confront the prophet of Clidor directly, because the prophet had already accomplished his purpose, and obviously had no intention of taking revenge, but left the Northlands directly, which meant that he would no longer cause any persecution to the Northlands.

So in that case, what reason do Earl Horn and the others have to continue to hunt him down?

Killing the remnants of Credot is not an easy task.

Eren felt that his chest was still aching, it was the follow-up pursuit, the injuries he received were left behind by a demon transformed by the remnants of Credor, even if he was clever enough, but under the endless demonic power, he was repeatedly injured.

There was more than one wound, some of which he recovered, some of which he did not.

Fatal injuries are not uncommon, which also makes his combat system improve rapidly, and he finds a lot of shortcomings.

This shows the danger of the remnants of Credor.

And for Earl Horn and others, it is not an easy task to deal with the prophet of Cridot, and even exposing something for the sake of this obligation is a very worthless thing.