Gazing at the light and shadow on Lecius's body, the father frowned, but he didn't say much, he knew very well that the light and shadow were the only remaining consciousness of the founder.

If it were somewhere else, perhaps God would have struck at it, but in a resting place.

Even if it is only the light and shadow of consciousness, it has absolute sovereignty in this resting place, which God has already felt through the fluctuations of the rules around him when the light and shadow appeared.

Light and Shadow stared at Father for a moment, slowly retracted his gaze, and suddenly turned to look at Lucius.

The founder of a sanctuary, who holds the pinnacle of mechanical technology and civilization, has witnessed the sanctuary from its construction to its rise, and finally experienced several ups and downs to its destruction.

An inheritor, with his own ideas and ideas, should obtain the inheritance of the Holy Domain, but he has no choice but to watch the Holy Land be destroyed.

The two people officially looked at each other at this moment, looking directly into each other's eyes, and saw firmness in the depths of each other's eyes.

"Hehehe......" The two grinned almost at the same time, the laughter was so cheerful and sunny, there was not a trace of magazines in it, pure and sincere.

It seems that witnessing the rise and fall of the Sanctuary and seeing the destruction of the Sanctuary is enough for the two of them.

"Lucius, are you afraid? This will be a road full of thorns and many difficulties and obstacles? You may be immersed in loneliness and loneliness, you may witness countless ups and downs, life and death, you may be powerless to do anything, and eventually you will be lonely and grow old alone, are you afraid?"

"Hehe, to be honest, I'm a little scared, but I'm going to try, try to avoid the things that scare me. The two men began to talk as if no one was around.

This time, there is no Yan sù in the previous inheritance, it is more like two ordinary people chatting casually.

The Founder smiled at the Successor and asked, "I saw your work, it's great, it's a good blend of magic and mechanics." ”

"Do you mean Raphael's armor? Actually, it was only made by borrowing from your achievements and using the broken rule fragments of the Sanctuary, and I couldn't make it myself. ”

Hearing this, the creator laughed: "Hehe, it's okay, it's already very good to be able to know how to use it, make it yourself slowly, don't rush." ”

Seeing below, the first two people in Valhalla were chatting very happily, even completely ignoring the other people around them.

Finally, the Father could not bear the loneliness and shouted angrily to the Creator, "Hope, are you challenging my patience? Do you think you have won the battle? Hmph, even if you trap me in a resting place, and your heir, who cannot obtain your inheritance, will not be able to get out of here. ”

Seeing that the two people below did not move at all, the father frowned slightly, and glanced at the gods and demons who could not escape.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, grinned and said: "Haha, how did I forget, you have lost your life, and you will not have an inheritor in the resting place, and you will soon turn into nothingness, and when that time comes......"

Hearing this from the Father, the Creator responded to him: "At that time, you will dissipate with the resting place and merge into the Origin Law of the Universe. ”

The words of the creator of "what ......" terrified the gods and demons who could not escape.

Even the Father's face suddenly turned pale, he didn't expect that to end up like that.

Then the Founder said, "However, I will not let this place disappear, I will seal you forever in the resting place, and let you guard this place for the resting heroes." ”

Hearing the words of the Creator, the Father and the gods and demons all looked ugly.

But the Father gritted his teeth and said, "Hope, even if you seal us, but without the Blade of Rest, how will you pass this place on?"

The Creator did not answer the Father's question, but only stared at Lucius, with a smile on his face all the time.

Suddenly, the founder stretched out his hand to Lecius, and the crystal light and shadow arm seemed to turn into reality, and grasped it with Lecius's deep hand: "How is it?

"No regrets. With a pure smile on his face, Lucius responded firmly to the founder.

"Good!" the founder exclaimed.

In an instant, the founder's light and shadow body bloomed with dazzling light, and the dazzling light beams could not even be looked directly at the father and god, whether it was the heroic spirit or the gods and demons, they could only choose to avoid it, under the dazzling light, they couldn't see what was going on at all, and the hearts of the heroic spirits and the gods and demons were full of suspicion.

I don't know how long it took, but the dazzling brilliance finally dissipated, and when all the heroic spirits, gods and demons went to see it.

only to find that the founder had disappeared, only Lucius stood quietly in front of Valhalla, with an extra light and shadow musket in his hand.

Looking at the people standing in front of the Valling Valley, the Heroic Spirits and the gods and demons were all confused, and they didn't understand what was going on?

Only the Father stared at the light and shadow musket, and a look of fear slowly appeared in the depths of his eyes.

"The spear of fate, I can't think of it, I can't imagine it, Hope Sancy, you have turned your life into the spear of fate, why? Why do you have to be so resolute? Why do you have to let fate go? Let fate drift with the tide? Can't we be in charge?"

"Destiny should not be dictated by others. ”

A loud voice responded to the Father, and it was only at this moment that the Heroic Spirits and the Gods and Demons finally understood that the founder of the Sanctuary had truly passed away.

Lucius raised the Spear of Destiny in his hand and aimed it at his chest.

"No, you can't do that, you can't ......"

The Father had almost completely collapsed, desperate to stop Lucius from shooting.

However, it was already too late, and even though the Father was desperate to break through the rules of the resting place, he could not stop his fate from turning.

Lucius pulled the trigger, and the bolt and bullet hall turned, as if to foreshadow the turn of fate.

No one can stop the rut of fate, and one's own fate should not be manipulated by others, even if he is a god, or even the supreme god of civilization, he cannot stop the pace of fate and cannot dominate anyone's fate.

The sound of "bang" gunshots resounded through the resting place, echoing in the misty forest, and even the forest was heard rippling in the sky.

As the gunshots came out, the qiē, which had been frozen in the frame, suddenly all moved.

The flames of war that burned across the land plunged the entire region into chaos.

At this moment, fate has lost its dominance and control, and the shackles of desire have been broken.

In front of Valhalla, the resting place, Lucius, who had been pierced by a bullet in his chest, fell to the ground on his back.

Cabool led a large number of heroic spirits to fall, gathered around Lucius, and quietly watched Lucius who was shot.

Belletti stood beside Lucius and looked at Lucius lying on the ground, with a complicated look in her eyes.

It was only at this point that Beludi finally understood why the founders had chosen Lucius over the other three royal descendants.

Thinking of the King of Hearts, who fled in advance, and the King of Diamonds and the King of Black Spears who were sent out of their resting place by God after taking refuge in God, Belletti couldn't help but ask herself, if the three young kings were replaced, would they be able to hold the spear of fate and shoot at their chests?

The answer is no, the three have their own calculations and will definitely not shoot themselves.

The King of Hearts has wisdom, everything is in his calculations, and everything he does is a matter of planning, and there will never be a momentary impulse.

The king of the prism pursues wealth, but he has an inseparable desire for power in his heart.

The Black Spear King yearns for power, for the power to be able to become a true powerhouse in the world, and to be able to truly understand the power of the Origin Law.

And Lucius, without the calm wisdom of the King of Hearts, without the unscrupulous means of the King of Prism, and without the stubbornness of the Black Spear King's thirst for power, it seems that he is the most useless of all the descendants of the card royal family, but he has mastered some techniques for the fusion of machinery and magic.

But he has one thing that no one else has, and that is an optimistic, positive and pure heart.

He is not pretentious, he always expresses his thoughts intuitively, and his joys, sorrows and sorrows will be written on his face.

It seems that he is a child who will never grow up.

However, it is this child who has not grown up to be able to shoulder the burden, even at the cost of his own life.

Suddenly, Lucius's pierced chest bloomed with brilliance, and in the blink of an eye, a whirlpool of brilliance formed where his chest was pierced, and every qiē in the resting place was inhaled.

Even the gods and demons on the heavenly dome, and the heroic spirits around Hu were also swept into the whirlpool of brilliance.

The Father stood in the air, staring at the golden swirl of light, his expression became indifferent, and he smiled on his back and said: "Hehe, Hope, I still lost to you after all, but since I have your burial, then I will sleep in your resting place, and one day, I can come back to the world." ”

With that, the Father threw himself into the golden vortex, and was sucked into Lucius's chest as the vortex of brilliance was sucked into the chest.

As the vortex swept into more and more things, the space of the resting place began to collapse, and then the space of the sanctuary outside, which was not broken, also began to collapse.

In the end, the entire sacred realm was completely annihilated, and only the light gate that towered between heaven and earth remained.

A strange law descended, and the light gate seemed to be pushed by force, and it actually began to slowly close.

With a heavy sound, the light gate closed with a "boom", and the qiē about the sacred realm in the misty forest disappeared completely, as if it had never existed.

The fog in the forest gradually dissipated, and where the light gate had been standing, the thick clouds on the sky cracked, and a ray of sunlight sprinkled through the gaps in the clouds.

In the blink of an eye, the whole forest is illuminated, and the branches of the forest are pulled out under the sun's rays, and lush grass sprouts grow on the ground, dotted with colorful flower bones, dotted among the green grass under the shade of the trees.

Surrounded by green trees, grass, and flowers, Lucius lay quietly.

There was a serene look on his face as if he was sleeping, the sun shining on the sky, and a pure and optimistic smile on his somewhat immature cheeks.

I don't know how long it took, but Lecius's eyebrows twitched slightly, and his closed eyes slowly opened.