No matter how dark the night is, the dawn will always come, and no matter how much the length of the night can hold, everything comes to an abrupt end at the moment of the rising sun.

When Dawn appeared in the sky with active solar psionic energy, all kinds of voices rang out throughout the frozen battlefield, especially for those unlucky people who had been drifting in the astral plane for nine months, and this emotion even made them kneel in prayer and burst into tears.

It is difficult for others to understand the emotion when they can live to see the sun again, and Uncle Sun is also very face-saving today.

The moment it jumped out of the horizon, it brought with it a more active solar psychic energy than before, and even a hint of weird luster, perhaps because the fall of a god really caused some wonderful changes in the material world, in short, the vampires really suffered from old sins in such an early morning.

Even high-ranking vampires like Tris and Murphy felt uncomfortable, and ordinary vampires slipped into the shadows of the nearest place and began to curse madly the crazy sun that was too alive today.

But things still have to be done.

Thankfully, the shadow of Cadman City, which stands above the frozen ruins, is large and stable enough, and the mysterious power from the astral plane envelops this strange-looking city, and even forms some kind of actual "shadow barrier".

It silently resisted the sunlight, making Murphy feel the power with curiosity.

There is no physical discomfort, but it is indeed filled with a cold and strange atmosphere that is incompatible with the material world.

"It's going to change."

As Murphy observed this, Sue's voice rang in his ears.

The god of the north wind, resting his head on interlaced claws and regaining strength with every breath, explained in a gentle tone to the murderer who had killed his daughter in a ferocious manner before his eyes:

"The astral mark on the city, which has come to be seen as part of a self-extension, is not so easy to eliminate, but the longer it stays in the physical world, the weaker its characteristics become.

But you also have to be prepared.

Like the land of Translasia, the Astral Plane has lost a lot of things in the past troubled times, and it will not allow what belongs to it to be taken away, so Cadman City will never be able to return to what it once was.

It's no longer a place for civilians. ”

"I've noticed."

Murphy approached Old Su Tou in a flickering blood light, and this time he admired with his own eyes the exaggerated and majestic white wolf in front of him from all angles, and said:

"My people have been endowed with powers that are hard to say good or bad, even my compatriots, who are trying to hide their differences, but the aura of power cannot be concealed.

With your knowledge of being born in the astral plane and being a master there, what do you think I should do with them? ”

"Observe, and then decide."

Old Su Tou did not sell it, and it replied:

"The power from the astral realm is certainly not the same as the growth of the material world, but in essence, there is no good or bad power, and the people of this city have been given the status of 'astral nomads' by the astral plane, and they can return there at any time.

It is a generous giving.

Your people are probably the first people in the physical world to have free access to the astral plane in millennia, which also symbolizes some kind of change, even an irreproducible 'miracle', depending on what you think of it.

But as I know, now is not the time to discuss this issue, and the conversation for pleasantries is over.

Now, tell me what you mean, Murphy. ”

"You don't seem to be in a good mood."

Murphy looked up at Sue's closed eyes, and said:

"I have something that belongs to you here, you should feel its presence, if you need it, I can give it back to you, as if you had a nightmare, as long as you still have enough courage to face reality, you can become the mighty god of the north wind again after a nod."

In the face of Murphy's inquiry, Old Su remained silent.

Even the wind seemed to be mild in the light of dawn, blowing the cloud mane around its neck, giving it a hint of deep contemplative wisdom, and a few seconds later, the god of the north wind opened his eyes for the first time in this conversation, and moved his huge head to look at Murphy.

It said in Murphy's heart:

"I don't need it anymore."

"Are you sure?"

Murphy asked:

"If you don't get this godhead back, you will only be able to ignite the divine fire by accumulating faith, which means that you will enter the same predicament as Vam, and you will be far inferior to your former self in terms of strength, and you will also become the primary target of the subspace shadow in that eternal battle.

Vam's kingdom has been torn down!

This is enough to prove that compared to the new gods, the belief in gods really does not have any advantage in terms of combat effectiveness.

Considering that you will most likely not be absent from the next subspace war, power is obviously an issue that you have to consider. ”

"You're right, but I still refuse."

Old Sutou's tone was firmer this time.

It says:

"Not just because I finally got the freedom that so many new gods craved in their hearts, and not just because I almost got killed by this thing, but I just got back a precious choice, and I didn't think I should step into the same quagmire a second time.

The gift given by the Creator is very good, but it is always a force from outside.

I've been trying to make it a part of me, but it turns out that the wisdom of the Creator is as vast as the sea of stars, and it is not a force that I can assimilate as an uneducated astral being.

Ao has spent a thousand years showing the SBCs how to treat this gift properly, and it is a key that teaches us to move towards a higher being, and I don't think it's too late to start over.

Nordutov's faith will help me get back to that realm.

Although I am not as powerful as I used to be, I have more autonomy, and in the millennia of being associated with the artificial Godhead, I have also learned from the Creator's think tank the right way to progress and grow in power, and the rest is only to learn, try and improve step by step in time.

Someday!

I'm going to reach where I once was, and then I'm going to push myself to the limits.

That's the right way to use it.

If we rely too much on it, we will eventually say goodbye to it, and the Creator has given us not a weapon, but a ladder to climb upwards.

Of course, I am only making excuses for my cowardice, but please understand, Creator's Chosen Choice, that I don't want to fight in chains anymore.

Plus, the Sentinels won't ignore a missing Godhead, and they'll find you soon. ”

"They've found me, though not in the way you think."

Murphy nodded and said:

"So after you confirm that you have given up the certification rights of this thing, I will keep it for myself."

"Well, please keep it for you."

Sue closed her eyes again and said:

"Find a new master for it, or leave it to yourself as the key to the great power, but I warn you not to dwell in the false power that is the power of the Creator, not yours, much less mine.

In seven days, I will light the divine fire and leave the material world and return to the battlefield of subspace.

If you have any questions during this time, you can come straight to me, I owe you a favor that will never be repaid, and if I can help, I will do my best. ”

"But there's nothing I can do for you to help."

Murphy shrugged his shoulders and said:

"If I have to say, that stupid wolf George who has been with me for a long time wants to meet you, I know that for all Astral Wolves, you are the source engraved in the core of their souls, and that coward doesn't even dare to take the initiative to approach you, so he can only ask me for a word."

"Let it come, it is also a hero who rebelled against the tyranny of Kherson a long time ago."

Old Su Tou must have never heard of George's name before, but he was a scene man, and he followed Murphy's words very face-saving and said:

"I'll give it a blessing too."

"That's great, I thank you for George."

Murphy smiled, and when he left, he teased Old Su:

"Now Vam has truly become your lifelong enemy, and after stripping him of the enhancement of the artificial godhead, he can even call himself your predecessor in the realm of belief in gods, and the slippage of power will give you no advantage against him.

I guess the first thing you will do when you return to subspace will be to face the entanglement and harassment of Vam. ”

"I owe Him a debt too, so. I am old, but I will try to satisfy the berserker's desire to be beaten. ”

Old Sutou scoffed at Vam's threat.

Although it has been reduced to the point where it needs to rekindle the divine fire by condensing its faith, as it says, the understanding and learning of the concept of power in the Creator's Think Tank over the past thousand years is enough to allow it to retain its ability to protect itself after becoming a god again.

To put it simply, Lao Sutou can be regarded as a laid-off worker who has been laid off and re-employed, and Vam is a complete wilderness.

The newborn old Su Tou may not be able to exhaust the other new gods, but he still has a hand to beat Vam.

The white wolf needed to rest, and its exhaustion could even be clearly perceived by its appearance, so Murphy didn't stay long before he was going to leave to do his own thing, and after taking a few steps, Murphy glanced back at Sue and said:

"It occurred to me that I might need your help, and in a few days, the wolf girl and I will be here for a conversation about territory and politics, and you don't need to be involved, just as a witness.

I suppose that with you, the Yankees will restrain their boundless territorial ambitions and try to solve the matter with a more pragmatic attitude. ”

"You're overpowering, Murphy."

Old Su Tou whispered:

"They will think that I am on your side, but the gods cannot interfere with the changes in the material world, this is one of the agreements of the Frontier Pact."

"I just need you to calm them down, it's not intimidating them."

Murphy reiterated:

"You don't have to say anything about it, and the battle for territory between humans is not important enough to occupy a god's precious time, and you are idle anyway, and I don't think Eris is very willing to be close to you.

Maybe you should find a way to focus on family issues these days.

I mean, one bad thing in Kherson is enough. ”

"Hmm."

Sue didn't say no, which put Murphy at ease and spread his wings and flew towards Cadman City behind him.

Tris was already there waiting for him.

As the current leaders of the Blood Vulture Clan, these two must understand the current situation of Cadman City as soon as possible, so that the city that has returned from the past can be better brought under the management of Translasia.

Old Su Tou still maintained that resting posture, but in his closed eyes, he had a trace of energy to pay attention to the "farewell" that was happening not far away.

General Baldwin was talking to his grandfather in the early morning light, and he had never been so gentle in front of an elder who had made a great mistake, perhaps because Baldwin Sr. was about to die "again".

The undead don't die again, but there are always various accidents that make it difficult for them to spend a long time in the body of the dead, such as now, the body of the dead of old Baldwin is collapsing abnormally, like quicksand collapsing in the sun.

This is the result of being infected by different divine forces many times in a short period of time and causing conflicts.

In the previous battle, in order to help Sue pull out the filthy fangs, the elder Baldwin was squeezed by the divine power of the cold winter and the hunting lord at the same time, if it weren't for the undead, I am afraid it would have turned into ashes.

But even the undead only kept it up for a few more hours, and as soon as the sun rose, it couldn't hold up in the overactive solar psionic energy.

"I will take your ashes back to the family cemetery and bury it next to my grandmother."

General Baldwin half-knelt beside his grandfather, who had been destroyed by Sue himself after the battle, and only half of the wolf-blood holy sword was placed in the weathered hands of old Baldwin, and said:

"Thou hast washed away thy shame and sin with thy own hands, and no one will ever be able to ridicule or ridicule thy heroic deeds, and thou hast recovered what thou hast discarded, and the descendants of thy family will be proud of thee."

"But I don't pay attention to the legend that has long since ended, Yegor."

Old Baldwin's body was rapidly losing its vitality, and even its eyes, which were always beating with light, were as white as a walking corpse, and it could no longer see the world in front of it, and had heard the way of the dead calling, so it seized the last moment to say to his grandson:

"I just want to know, have you forgiven me at this point?

I don't even have to ask to know that because of my fault you had a pretty bad childhood, there must be a lot of people who have used it to attack you, laugh at you, belittle you, and as a descendant of sinners you can't even argue against them.

It was a terrible burden, but it didn't break your back, making you the pride of the Baldwin family and restoring our glory.

I'm sorry to have caused you that, but perhaps fate resurrected me in this era as a cursed body to give me a chance to make amends for you.

Yegor, have you forgiven me? ”

General Baldwin fell silent.

After a few seconds, he clenched the bones of his grandfather's hand, which had been mostly weathered, and said:

"I have never actually blamed you, as a soldier, I know that the accident was not your fault, you have done your best to remedy it, what really makes me feel angry is that you have done so much with the hero king, but you have become the sinner of the whole country because of a tease of fate.

It's not fair!

When we first met, I actually had a lot to say to you, but I couldn't, I loved my reputation more than the joy of reuniting with my family, I was a hypocrite.

I'm sorry, grandfather, you must have been disappointed, right? ”

"Disappointed? No, never! It's just a pity that this reunion was too short to return to the house to see my lovely three great-granddaughters, but that doesn't matter, my face now will definitely frighten the children. ”

Old Baldwin's dead wood face squeezed out an ugly smile, and he said:

"Go back with my story and ending, and tell it to the children, so that they don't have to suffer what you have suffered, and I have finally fulfilled my duty to bring the wolf's blood back into the hands of Baldwin's son.

Ah, my destiny is complete at last.

Goodbye, Yegor.

I've got to go on that journey, death and rest have waited too long for me."

General Baldwin finally took off the disguise of a soldier at this moment, he knelt there and held his grandfather's hand and cried bitterly, this scene made the eyes of Lao Qin, who was recording this farewell, a little sour, and the young staff officers beside him wiped their eyes vigorously.

This kind of real emotion always touches people's hearts.

Baldwin straightened the wolf blood sword that was only half left in front of his grandfather, but saw the old undead point with the last of his strength at the comrades who had spent this time with him, and General Baldwin understood.

The wolf's blood has been destroyed, the shame of the Baldwin family has been washed away, and the remnant of the sword can only be used as a souvenir when brought back, but players can reforge it and use it in future wars.

Old Baldwin knew the rules of dealing with players, and this was the "mission reward" it left for Qin Ye, a friend from the other world.

The spirits of the dead finally bid farewell to the material world and embarked on the quiet path of the dead.

He reopened his eyes in the realm of Hades and awoke in a pool of icy water, backed by the ferryman of Hades, who was gone, and the road to the realm of the dead.

Two huge three-headed dogs crouched on both sides of the road, one on the left and one on the right, twelve eyes looking at him solemnly, wondering if to bite off the left leg of this soul and make him crawl miserably to the other side that could never be reached.

But before the three-headed dogs could make a decision, a huge white wolf stepped into the place at the sound of a distant wolf howl, and it looked at old Baldwin who had risen from the shores of Hades, without any verbal communication, but old Baldwin already understood that a glorious future was opening up for him.

Su wants to reforge the kingdom of God.

Believing gods like the Lord of the Hunt always need some immortals to act as guardians of the kingdom of God and vanguard on the battlefield of subspace.

Baldwin Sr. was the first.

"Of course, I am willing to enter your kingdom, this is the supreme honor!"

He exclaimed:

"Hail to you, God of the North Wind!"

(End of chapter)