Unknown Knight

Only when people walk in darkness can they appreciate the value of light. Just like Aix before the time travel, he treated everything indifferently, had no enthusiasm for anything, was content to be in the mud, to be mediocre, and even to be degraded.

At that time, there was no light in his eyes, and he could not see the light. The neon lights and colorful life outside the rental house had nothing to do with him. The family and country, the hatred, the responsibility and justice were so far away that he felt nothing. After being a radical angry keyboard warrior for several years, he became numb and lived in his own narrow and cramped world in a daze.

If he had experienced the heart-piercing pain today, he might have loosened his clenched fists at the thought, and then fell into eternal darkness and never woke up again. But now, after experiencing so much tragedy and suffering, after his heart broke and stopped beating and his limbs became cold, he still stubbornly refused to leave this body.

Outside the dark world he was immersed in, waves of special sounds came from an unknown source. These sounds were low but powerful, numerous but rhymed, repetitive but sincere.

Whenever he wanted to give up the last bit of willpower he had left because of the unbearable pain, or when he could no longer endure the pain and could no longer suppress the fatigue from the bottom of his heart and wanted to fall into a deep sleep, these sounds were like strong and powerful arms that lifted, supported, or pulled his will back from the darkness.

Slowly, he began to adapt to the drowsiness brought by the severe pain. His mind regained some clarity and he could hear the content of the voices repeating over and over again:

"The almighty Supreme God is the only true God in the world. The great prophet Aix is ​​the only messenger of the Supreme God on earth. He will lead us out of slavery and toward happiness and freedom. He will lead us to become rich through hard work and to obtain happiness and well-being. He will lead us to enlighten our minds and attain eternal life in heaven after death."

This is a prayer that all believers of the Supreme God must recite every day. Hearing these prayers that contain personal devout faith and firm belief, a warm current of hope and strength surged in Aix's cold chest.

He thought of Fort Standing, Zion, and the villages and towns near Berbera, where there were nearly 100,000 believers who needed his protection. Some of these people had just been allocated land, married wives, and tasted the sweetness of life for the first time; some had just escaped slavery and gained freedom, but were penniless and hungry; and even more were Protestants who could not see the future clearly, were uneasy in their hearts, and had uncertain faith.

Aix knew that they needed support, they needed guidance, they needed leadership, so he could not die. Once he died, the forces gathered around him would likely fall apart and eventually vanish into thin air. These people who had high hopes for him would lose everything they had just gained, and might even follow him into eternal darkness. Therefore, they needed him to be alive, even if he was doing nothing.

Not only are they binding Aix, at this moment Aix's thoughts seem to leave his body, flying towards the azure sky, across the vast desert, across the vast grassland, across the frozen mountains. In that vast snowy country, there are many people who follow him loyally, as well as his partners who are both his teachers and friends, his beloved lover, and three blood relatives whom he has never met.

These people, these lands, and everything on these lands are his beliefs, his reliance, his pursuits, and his strength, the power that enables him to survive tenaciously.

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James' heart was filled with panic. He had been sweating profusely since a dozen Prophet Guards escorted Axe back to the camp.

Being well versed in medical knowledge, he knew that a broken heart meant death. Even though he had Nana, the magic weapon, it could not save a dead person. So along the way, he tried his best to press on Aix's wound, hoping that more of this precious liquid that transported life energy could remain in Aix's body.

When they returned to the camp, James' body, face and clothes were all stained with Axe's blood. He had no time to clean it and immediately used Nana to treat Axe.

But the initial diagnosis given by Nana gave him a chill in his heart: Aix's physical characteristics showed that his life had ended long ago.

However, there were still weak brain waves in Axe's brain, which made James's heart seem to see a glimmer of hope. He already knew a lot of modern medical knowledge and knew that this meant that Axe was not brain dead yet. These weak brain waves were the remaining fire of Axe's soul, which must be carefully protected, otherwise a breeze would extinguish the flame.

After Aix connected Nana to the treatment, he asked the Prophet Guard to protect Aix's tent tightly and issued a death order: no one within thirty meters of the tent was allowed to approach without permission, and anyone who violated the order would be killed without mercy!

Not only that, he also, in the name of the high priest, had the priests accompanying the army temporarily form a religious order team to patrol the camp and strictly prohibit anyone from talking nonsense in the camp or saying anything that was not conducive to the current situation.

By the time James had finished explaining everything and returned to Aix's tent, Nana had basically completed Aix's treatment, and the horrible wound on his chest was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Afterwards Jem found out that when Aix used Nana to strengthen his body before the war, Nana had been artificially fed by Aix for a long time. Nana, who already had some initial intelligence, knew that Aix was going to have a life-and-death duel with others, so she took the initiative to leave some nanorobots in Aix's body to repair the damage to this body at any time.

It was these nanorobots that remained in the body that repaired some of the damaged organs and stopped the massive bleeding in time after Aix suffered such serious injuries, allowing Aix to preserve that faint brain wave.

It seemed that Axe's injuries were too severe, or his brain suffered irreversible damage due to excessive blood loss. After Nana healed all his wounds and restarted his heart with electric shock, his face, which had turned pale due to excessive blood loss, still did not show any sign of life.

At some point, the soldiers who returned to the camp gathered one after another about thirty meters away from Aix's tent. They knew they could do nothing about Aix's injuries, but they prayed to the Supreme God for Aix in the simplest way, hoping that their piety could move the almighty Supreme God to send down divine power to heal their prophet, their spiritual leader on earth.

At the beginning, those who came to pray only chanted in a low voice, with various prayer words. Later, as the crowd grew, everyone consciously surrounded Aix's military tent and evenly distributed around the big tent to pray. The prayer words that must be recited every day gradually became the mainstream of the prayer words.

When everyone prayed, they raised their voices slightly, intentionally or unintentionally. This gradually formed a unified rhythm in the field, making everyone's prayers appear neat and rhythmic. It also seemed to create an inexplicable cohesive force, which brought everyone's wishes together and gathered them into a magical, unstoppable, and indescribable force.

This wish with faith spread farther and farther, and finally filled the entire camp, causing everyone who heard it to spontaneously come to the outside of Aix's tent. Even the injured and sick, as long as they were able to get out of bed, supported each other and came here together to pray devoutly for Aix.

When the first ray of sunlight in the early morning shone into the big tent, James' eyes suddenly became hot and he shed uncontrollable tears, because his red and swollen eyes saw something that he would never forget in his life. His respected lord clenched his fists tightly at this moment.