Ignoring the sounds in the dark corners, Yorkham Jones used the 'Primary Illumination Technique' to light up the room and walk towards the girl.

The girl's skin had dried up, and there was no flesh in sight, and it seemed that it had been sucked away by the life in her belly, and at this moment, the blood surging around her was also quiet, and the life conceived in her belly also died in an instant.

The girl felt the breath of Yorkham Jones, and she tried to open her eyes:

"Uncle, isn't the clue I left behind very good! Hehe, we really have a heart, I think, we will definitely become a well-known detective couple, don't you say?"

“... Definitely..."

Yorkham Jones couldn't stop crying, and he kept throwing the 'Elementary Holy Light Technique' to the girl, but no matter how much he lost, the girl's body still didn't change.

"Containing a god in a mortal body, even a god without any authority will surely die. The voice of the dark corner sounded again.

"Don't cry, uncle, have you carved a doll for me..."

The girl tried to reach out to help Yorkham Jones wipe away the tears from her face, but no matter how hard she tried, the most she could do was make her fingers tremble.

Yorkham Jones hurriedly took the girl's hand and put it on his face, and took out the doll of himself and the girl for the girl to see.

"It's so pretty..."

The girl suddenly burst into tears, she seemed to know her situation, so from the moment she opened her eyes, her eyes never left Yorkham Jones.

The girl only glanced at the doll, then moved her gaze to Yorkham Jones's face, and she wanted to keep looking...

It would be nice to be able to watch it for the rest of my life...

Holding back her crying, the girl continued to wipe the tears from Yorkham Jones's face with trembling fingers:

"Uncle, it's okay, I'm just going to another world, maybe, I'll also become a star in the sky watching you..."

The girl kept muttering, and with each word, there were more tears on her face, and she thought of countless words to comfort Yorkham Jones, but the more she comforted, the more reluctant she became.

Yorkham Jones wanted to speak, but he couldn't even cry, and his mouth grew up with nothing but scattered 'stumbling' sounds.

At this moment, Yorkham Jones felt like he had lost his voice, and he even felt that his heart had stopped.

Looking at Jones, who was mournful and unable to cry, she had already burst into tears, she had never seen her Mr. Jones in such pain.

"Jones, can't you save my sister?"

"Perhaps... Maybe there's another way..."

Awakened suddenly, Yorkham Jones hurriedly smashed the middle platform to pieces.

A hexagonal golden box appeared among the slate fragments, in which five sides were painted with portraits of human figures, each with a chess piece printed on the front of the garment.

There were kings, queens, bishops, chariots, janissaries, but the knights.

"Luna..."

The voice in the dark corner suddenly became a cry, as if the patterns reminded Him of the past.

Suddenly, the golden box shone brightly, and immediately after, three men, two women, and five phantoms appeared in the room.

"Mr. Knight, we've been waiting for you for a long time. The woman with the 'King' chess piece on it in front of her smiled and looked at Yorkham Jones.

The voice in the dark corner suddenly roared madly:

"It's you!"

"Traitor!

"Damn it, you traitors!"

"Great 'King Dawa', are we really betraying you?" asked the man with the 'Bishop' chess piece printed on it.

"Ahhh

The voice in the dark corner became even more frenzied, and after a series of roars, His voice changed back to crying again:

"Luna... My little princess..."

"Do you remember? Who made us move?" the man with the 'Bishop' chess piece continued to ask.

"It's me... Because I'm crazy...", a sigh came from the dark corner.

"If it weren't for the 'knight' Luna who betrayed us, everything would have ended long ago, and it wouldn't have caused the destruction of the East Dawa continent in the future. The man with the 'Praetorian Guard' chess piece on it snorted coldly.

"No! Luna didn't betray us!"

The voice in the dark corner cried:

"My daughter didn't betray us, she just couldn't bear me..."

"I can't bear to be a 'failed' father... Woooooooooooooo

Listening to the cry, the woman with the 'queen' chess piece on it lamented:

"King Dawa, history has been covered with dust, it's time to end, and even if you are resurrected again, nothing will change the story. ”

"yes... It's time to finish..."

As the words fell, a tall and majestic figure appeared in front of Yorkham Jones and them, his facial features were very tall, and his eyes were sprinkled with countless tiredness.

Then, the five figures with the 'chess pieces' printed on them looked at Yorkham Jones together:

"Mr. Knight, greet the Lord for us. ”

The five of them glanced at each other, muttered the word 'partner', and turned into five chess pieces and rushed towards the figure of the great shore.

Seeing this, Yorkham Jones turned his head to look at the figure of the great shore:

"King Dawa, is there anything else you'd like to stay?"

"If you meet my Luna, tell her that Abba is sorry for her, that Abba didn't make it, that Abba didn't build a happy and peaceful empire..."

"Tell her that Abba is wrong, Abba is useless, and Abba has broken his promise..."

"Tell her it's time to rest..."

As the voice fell, the majestic figure turned into a beam of light like the moon and rushed towards the golden box, and Yorkham Jones also sang the name of the Lord:

"Fate's stowaway..."

"The City of Glory of Mankind..."

"A savior in time back..."

....

At the same time, in the endless sea, the woman in black sitting on the shadow of the moon suddenly broke down and cried.

"Abba... Abba..."

In just a few seconds, the constellation of death in the sky and the moon hidden in the sunlight were beating wildly.

Seeing this, the red silhouette on the huge sea monster directly teleported to the woman in black and hugged her:

"Luna, we still have a chance..."

"I can't feel him anymore... I can't feel him anymore... I can't feel my Abba anymore..."

A demigod instantly collapsed like a little girl, her voice full of helplessness, as if she had lost everything, nothing left.

"There is a Lord of Destiny who controls creation and destruction, and all death is only the beginning..."

...

In the territory of Hengsha Luoman, the temples of countless Bright Moon Sects collapsed violently, and the idols worshiped by the believers instantly turned into a pile of sand, and countless believers began to be frightened and began to cry bitterly.

In a collapsing palace, Harvey quickly shuttled through the scattered sand and stones:

"Hell, the idol of the Bright Moon Sect has actually collapsed!"

"Do you know what's going on?"

A red shadow flying high in the sky bit her finger and muttered back:

"Maybe the gods they worship are dead..."

"Xiao Nuonuo, you are blasphemous!"

"Hehe, but it's better to die, so that the water can be muddy enough, so that Uncle Ben Harvey can find an opportunity to destroy the Sun God Cult and avenge Granny Quicksand!"

"These evil gods should have died a long time ago! Nuonuo, I'll put some alchemy explosives for them to celebrate, you go out first. ”

"Stay safe..."

"Don't worry, I'm an old bomber!"

After a few moments, bursts of light lit up, and Harvey's figure flew out with the sound of an explosion.

The moment he was about to land, the red shadow hugged Harvey and glared at him:

"Your injuries, I'm afraid you'll be lying down for three days, what about the old bomber?"

"Accidental... It was a pure accident..."