I don't know why, Alan thinks that the sky in the phantom world is particularly beautiful. Probably because of his hometown, his time travel with Marcus made him fond of the phantom world.

The Underfire Realm, the Light Spirit Realm, and the Demon Realm that he had been to all made Alan see the flawed part of human nature. The barrenness of the land and the struggle for power can lead to resentment.

And the demon world is simply a fallen world. Compared to there, Eren would rather die in the Phantom Realm than stay in the Demon Realm for a while.

The early morning in the Universal Forest was refreshing, and Alan set out early after a night of rest with Marcas. In order to feel the taste of their hometown, the two of them specially chose the beautiful scenery of the forest in the phantom world.

"Ahh

In the lush Cosmos Forest, there was no movement except for a few small demonic beasts coming out to feed. Marcus let out a long whistle with his arms outstretched, venting the joy in his heart.

"Alright, okay, don't howl here. Be careful for a while the monster is roared out by you!" Alan shook his head helplessly, looking at Marcas beside him, tens of thousands of years old, still unable to hide his young heart.

"Hahahaha... I'm just glad that we've finally completed the mission given to us by the Most High God. You can recuperate in peace in the Phantom Realm!" Marcus said happily, as if it were all over.

"You're thinking too much. Alan immediately saw Marcas's thoughts, and said frankly: "This is just the beginning. Even if Anne is resurrected, the affairs of the realm of the gods are not over..."

Marcus had never been to the realm of the gods, and directly received the will of the supreme god to help Alan go to collect Annie's soul fragments. When Alan mentions it, he falls into deep thought again...

"Let's go!" Alan had no intention of saying these aggravating words, but always reminded himself not to forget the greater mission, and smiled: "Let's go to the Far North Ice Region and resurrect Sister Anne!"

When it comes to 'resurrecting Sister Anne,' Allen's whole heart is filled with joy. It's been 150 years since Sister Anne's fall, and he really misses her...

"Hmm. "Marcus can fully understand the feeling of losing someone, and the experience of tens of thousands of years has made him understand the ups and downs of the world, which is one of the reasons for his strange personality.

However, at this moment, Marcus chose to remain silent. Because he knew that more than a hundred years of anticipation had finally made Alan wait for the time when his hope came true. He was more excited than anyone else...

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The Arctic Ice Empire, the Frozen Empire, the Mortal Ice City

Snow accumulates all year round, and the cold Arctic makes people on the continent shiver. In the endless snowfield, an adventurous human caravan drove forward in horse-drawn carriages, each wrapped in thick clothes.

As the crowd walked slowly in the cold, two golden rays of light suddenly passed over their heads. When everyone's eyes looked at the sky, they saw two golden rays of light flying in the direction of the Frozen Empire's imperial capital, Fanbing City.

"Look! What's that?" said a middle-aged businessman in a long coat, pointing to the sky, in amazement.

Another merchant pouted and said, "Don't you know? A few days ago, the god of the piano Allen and the ancient god of war Marcus returned, probably going to the Far North Ice Region to resurrect the goddess of fire, Anne. ”

"Oh, yes, why did I forget, I thought it was a UFO!" the merchant nodded knowingly, and continued his journey.

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In the phantom world, the stories of Allen, the god of harp, Marcas, the ancient god of war, and Anne, the goddess of fire, have long been well-known. The old monks used them as an example to teach the next generation of children.

'Whoosh-'

Two rays of golden light pierced through the void towards the Imperial Capital of the Frozen Empire, Fan Bing City, and Alan and Marcas had been flying in the air for a long time.

He could have used the skill of teleportation, but at the special request of Marcas, he chose to drive slowly. Because of the homesickness of Marcas, he still hasn't seen enough of the beauty of the phantom world.

It's no wonder that Marcus asked so much, his first 10,000 years or so were spent on the Divine Netherworld, and he came to the interior of the Phantom Realm very rarely. If he hadn't followed Eren to complete the mission entrusted by the Supreme God, he might still be living in a boring court.

Fan Bingcheng no longer has the lazy appearance of the past. Thousands of years have passed, and it has developed into a world-famous metropolis. Trade was frequent, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment.

When Alan and Marcus came to a kilometer outside of Van Bing City, a small group of guards from Van Ice City came to inquire. As soon as he saw that it was Allen, the god of the piano, and Marcas, the god of war, he immediately went back to report the news.

The messenger entered the temple with the front foot, and Alan and Marcus came with the back foot. The messenger sighed at the power of the god-level magician, and returned to his post very consciously.

I saw a handsome young man sitting on top of the main hall. When he saw the figures of Allen and Marcus, his gaze changed suddenly and he stepped down from the throne.

"Uncle Alan! Uncle Marcus!" Fendt, King of the Frozen Empire, is the youngest son of the Ice Queen Leng Feier and her husband Bert. When the Ice Queen Leng Fei'er took the initiative to abdicate, she passed the throne to her youngest son.

When he was very young, Fendt had already heard the story of Uncle Allen and Uncle Marcus, and it almost became a must-have lullaby before he went to bed.

Legend has it that Uncle Allen and Uncle Marcus were covered in golden light. Although there were many people in the city who erected statues of them, none of them could reach the way he thought his mother had described.

Now that he sees the hero of the story with his own eyes, King Fendt knows it immediately. The kind of knowledge of Uncle Allen, which has been ingrained in him since childhood, makes him have some inextricable contact with it.

"You are..."Alan didn't know the young man in front of him, the last time he came, it was still the Ice Queen Leng Fei'er on the throne. Now that he has a new king, he is unrecognizable for a while.

"Haha... Uncle Ellen, my name is Fendt, and I am the youngest son of the Ice Queen, Leng Fei'er. My mother abdicated a hundred years ago, and I temporarily took over the royal power of the Frozen Empire. Fendt happily came to Allen, holding his uncle's hand like a child, without any distinction of condescension.

"I see. Alan nodded understandingly, he didn't expect that more than a hundred years had passed, and the Frozen Empire had changed so much. So he asked, "What about your mother?"

"My mother led my father to the Aegean Valley to spend his old age with his old friends. Fendt told the truth, explaining the ins and outs of the matter.

Listening to King Fent's words, Alan felt very relieved. Unexpectedly, Princess Leng Fei'er finally chose to retreat to the mountains and forests, which is what he is most willing to see.

"So did she tell you anything?" asked Alan nervously, wondering if more than a hundred years had passed, and there was still no one to guard Sister Anne's body.

"Uncle Alan is referring to Aunt Anne, right?" said Fendt, pointing out what Alan was referring to. This is also something that the entire phantom world knows, and it is nothing new.

"Hmm. Alan nodded slightly, indicating his heart.

"Don't worry, uncle!" King Fenter smiled and reassured, "Aunt Anne is very safe, and for more than a hundred years, there have been guards guarding the underground ice palace day and night. No one dared to enter without permission, except by the king's command. ”

"And, every once in a while, I check it out for myself. Since the mainlanders knew about the uncles' feats, no one had the idea of beating Aunt Anne. ”

"That's good. Knowing about Anne's sister's situation, Allen's mind was relieved. He said anxiously, "Let's go!" and take us to the underground ice palace. ”

"Alright, I'm waiting for your words!" said King Fendt, smiling, as if looking at Alan expectantly. When Alan mentioned it, he was also very happy.

In the world of ghosts, this is a time of great anticipation.

Elen, the god of the harp, and Marcas, the ancient god of war, travel to the underground ice palace in the Far North to resurrect Anne, the goddess of fire.

Ever since learning the story of Ellen, the goddess of harps, and Anne, the goddess of fire, the entire phantom world has sympathized with their plight. And disgusted with the main gods of the realm of the gods, and destroyed all their idols.

When Alan and Marcus arrived at the underground ice palace, the guards waiting in front of the ice palace retreated. King Fenter followed closely and approached the corpse of Anne, the goddess of fire.

Alan walked into Anne with tears in her eyes, and her love was palpable. Years of waiting, just for the reunion at this moment. His heart regained its initial accelerated beat.

Marcus and King Fenter stood on either side, and the guards peered out at the palace gates. Everyone's eyes were focused on this moment, as if heaven and earth were concentrating on it.

I saw that Eren summoned the three soul fragments collected from the Underworld Fire Realm, the Light Spirit Realm, and the Demon Realm from the space ring. As the soul fragments floated in the air, they seemed reluctant.

But Eren unleashed his god-level magic fusion technique, and the fragments of his soul that had been wandering were condensed together. Driven by magical abilities, march towards Anne's body lying on the frozen throne.

Under the infusion of Marcus's divine power, the soul fragments fused completely into Anne's body. At first, Anne's dead face suddenly showed a hint of ruddy, like a sleeping person.

Fragments of soul of three colors scurried back and forth in Anne's body, and everyone saw that Anne's expression kept changing. One moment smiling, one moment agony, one moment crying, one moment laughing...

Suddenly, Anne, who was lying on the frozen throne, opened her eyes and stared straight at the ceiling of the ice palace. Alan and Marcus on the side were overjoyed that the promise of the Most High God had been fulfilled!

Immediately afterward, Anne sat up from the frozen throne. Blinking his eyes, he looked at everyone in the underground ice palace. From her ethereal gaze, Alan saw a strange taste...