In an unknown space, a blonde man stands alone, while he holds a young girl in his hands, who is Tlalocle, the god of rain. The man looked at Tlaloc and said a word in silence, letting Tlaloc fall asleep quietly, the man gently put his hand on Tlalocle's head and arranged her loose hair.

"I'm sorry, I can't do it for the time being, but don't worry, I've found someone I trust to do it in my place."

Behind the blonde man, a dark blue flame flashed, and another man covered in tattered armor appeared behind the blonde man.

"Do you want me to do it?"

"Eh, after all, you haven't "returned to work" yet, have you?"

"Well, I'll grant your request."

Another burst of dark blue flames flashed, and the man disappeared, leaving the blonde man alone once again holding Tlaloc, who woke up slowly, looked at the blonde man's face, and said softly.

"Brother......

"Sorry, I can't help it, I'll do it for you myself. But sleep in peace, and we'll take care of the rest."

Traloc looked at the regret on the blonde man's face, smiled slightly, and slept quietly again, and the golden light on the golden man's body flashed and disappeared in place.

On Ishtar's side, she kept looking left and right to find the figure hiding in the fog, but no matter how much she tried, all she could see was a flash of blue fire.

Ishtar gritted his teeth and tried to launch a few golden streamers into the fog, but after the streamer had left too far away, there was no movement at all, did it hit anything, and flew somewhere. Ishtar knows nothing, and ignorance is the most terrifying thing.

"Stop sneaking around, come out!"

Ishtar shouted in the fog, but no one answered her in the fog, and even Ishtar was able to hear her own echo in the fog. Was this place meant to be so empty? Ishtar was also a little unsure, and now he was like a fish on a chopping board to be slaughtered.

"Where ......?"

The voice again, the voice again, and Ishtar quickly turned around with a streamer, but as before, the streamer grew farther and farther away until it was gone. Ishtar was stunned for a moment, and his hand was unconsciously put down, and at the moment when Ishtar's hand was just completely put down, Ishtar's heart was cold.

A pitch-black figure silently appeared from Ishtar's shadow and quickly swung his sword behind Ishtar, aiming at Ishtar's head.

Ishtar reacted quickly, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, he quickly rolled forward to dodge the knife, Ishtar adjusted her body, she wanted to see who was pretending to be a ghost, unfortunately, Ishtar only saw a black shadow slowly disappearing into the fog.

Ishtar hurriedly raised his hand, and shot into the fog again, and as before, after the streamer flew away, there was no movement.

An impatient expression also appeared on Ishtar's face, if it weren't for the previous battle with Odysseus that consumed too much of her magic power, Ishtar would not have fallen into this predicament now.

"Get me out!"

Ishtar raised his hand, and from his hand continued to shoot golden streamers, the streamers fell around, and Ishtar began to bombard the surroundings indiscriminately, and now Ishtar was about to be driven crazy.

"Where!"

The muffled voice sounded again, and the sword light followed, and Ishtar quickly stopped her frantic actions, and although she dodged the mortal blow, the blood still flowed down her neck.

"Since you're out, don't go!"

Ishtar's heart was turned sideways, his face was full of madness, and a huge golden arrow appeared on Ishtar's head, and Ishtar waved his hand and the arrow fell, "Boom!" A powerful explosion blew everything around Ishtar away, and while it didn't completely disperse the fog, it was enough.

"Who do I think it is? original

Come on, you fake."

Ishtar saw clearly the man who was pretending to be a ghost, and although the tattered black cloak made him cover it very tightly, even then he was recognized by Ishtar.

"Shadow Lantern, pathetic man."

The shadow lantern is an existence that insists on moving forward between the realm of life and death, overcoming many difficulties and tests, and going to the spiritual temple to find the first generation of "old man in the mountain" pilgrimage, but then came to the spiritual temple and felt the breath of "old man in the mountain". Neither the head of the Order nor Aa, he died before the evening bell was heard.

Ishtar looked at the Shadow Lantern with a sneer, even if he was not in the best state now, but if he had to deal with such a fake, it was not impossible.

"Well, I have been chasing the figure of the "old man of the mountain", I have been unable to ask for it, I have repeatedly wandered between life and death, I am just a "shadow", in the face of the god Ishtar, I am such a pathetic man, but the faith in my heart will never change, and I will always yearn for that adult."

The Shadow Lantern's eyes were fixed on Ishtar, and the fog began to converge towards the center again, and Ishtar would not wait for the fog to fill the place again.

"Hehe, then let me give you a ride."

The streamer on Ishtar's fingertips flew towards the Shadow Lantern, and the Shadow Lantern relied on its agile movement, constantly dodging Ishtar's attacks, as long as the fog filled again, then it was the opportunity of the Shadow Lantern.

"I told you you don't have a chance."

Ishtar's mocking voice sounded again, and Shadow Lantern looked up, countless streamers of light fell from the sky, and Shadow Lantern took out his great sword to block and retreated from the attack.

Ishtar had been waiting for the appearance of the Shadow Lantern for a long time, and there were several streamers in a row, the Shadow Lantern turned back slightly, and threw out a few daggers from under the cloak to stop the streamer, but unfortunately, there were too many streamers, and more than a dozen streamers penetrated the body of the Shadow Lantern, knocking the Shadow Lantern down from mid-air.

"What else do you have to say now?"

Ishtar smiled triumphantly, of course she was just talking, how could she really leave time for Shadow Lantern to finish everything, who knows if he was trying to stall for time.

「……」

Shadow Lantern was silent, sure enough, he was still not as good as that adult, Shadow Lantern silently closed his eyes, now he can support his body without falling down, it is already good, it is impossible to say anything more, let alone what to fight back.

"The oracle has descended ......"

Another deep voice sounded, and Ishtar snorted coldly and looked at the shadow lantern in front of him, do you still want to play the trick when you are dying? Wait, no, the sound is not the same. Ishtar turned his head in disbelief, and a tall black figure appeared behind Ishtar wrapped in blue flames.

"Listen. The evening bell points to your name. The feather of death, do you want to be beheaded? Death to the angels!"

Ishtar was cold from head to toe, completely different from the Shadow Lantern that made her feel as if she had been completely locked in by him. When, when did he appear, and when did he come behind him, how could it be, how could it be...... Possible!

The knife fell, and this knife completely ended this tragic battle, and the shadow lantern raised his head to look at the figure in front of him, this is the figure he has always longed for.

"Your obsession is the reason why you have brought me here, you are not other 'old man of the mountain', is it worth it to devote everything you have to this path? Is it a hidden faith? It's stupid, but it's a wonderful end, but do you understand the price of asking for me?"

"My lord, I am willing to dispose of it."

The Shadow Lantern bowed his head deeply, and the "Old Man of the Mountain" put his rusty sword on the shoulder of the Shadow Lantern, and the dark blue flame was wrapped in it along with himself and the Shadow Lantern, and the flames disappeared, and both of them disappeared.

In the abyss of that valley,

There is no teaching to preach,

Nor is there anything to tell.

The swordsman will be turned into

Messenger of Destiny,

His skills have surpassed the realm of masters.

Witness that the evening bell has been frosted several times.

This can no longer be called life,

He has stepped into the realm of nature and phenomena.

In the valley, the realm of life and death is blurred.

A swordsman who always touches death

While dying, continue to live.

It's like the legend of the old man in the mountain who has achieved it.