It's so painful! So hard! So difficult!

However, when the snow they were standing on suddenly shifted, they still stumbled slightly, somewhat unexpectedly. Amidst the slight pain, they raised their right hands, and a black square box beneath their clothing instantly opened, gushing out a stream of liquid with a texture similar to molten lava, but a mixture of black and gold. This formed a flowing screen, rapidly melting the ice and snow that had been knocked down by their manipulation.

Seeing that the dwarves were all injured, Bai Lin was also slightly stunned. His originally slightly cheerful mood also became a little heavy. Obviously, there was a possibility of injury, and it was not easy to defeat the enemy, so why didn't he call for reinforcements?

So, while she was shooting, she raised her doubts.

"This is the Holy Son. Are you all right? If you're going to get hurt, why not consider swapping responsibilities? You guys hold the formation together and execute the scattered wolves. Leave the frontal responsibility to me."

"Don't be ridiculous. This isn't something one person can handle, Holy Son. Just do your job well. These minor injuries are to be expected. Based on our firepower, we can't even inflict minor injuries. So, just focus on your own mission."

Xue Xiong's cold voice rang out, as if she wasn't too concerned about her companions' injuries. Although Bai Lin hadn't heard what kind of commander Xue Xiong was in her previous commands, she had a hunch that something was different about Xue Xiong.

Was this an illusion? Perhaps. Why did this happen? These new dwarves held so many mysteries. Even though verbal communication had become part of their psyche, Bai Lin still felt the same way.

She sighed slightly, straightened her body slightly, and replied,

"You said that this guy's true identity is unknown, and we don't know how to destroy him, right? I'm not entirely sure about that either, and I'm not entirely certain. However, there's one thing I'm absolutely certain of."

"That is, I am strong. Guns are good, of course, but teamwork is also good. I admire your tactics very much, but..."

"Firepower has limits, and I don't have any."

Now that I've smelled a hint of trouble, I might as well do what I do best.

What’s more… who says that you can’t have fun doing what you’re best at?

Bai Lin stood still and lowered her gun. She looked at the poet beside her, who gave her a reassuring look. This made Bai Lin smile slightly. Her current state could be described as absolutely perfect.

As everyone knows, Saint Qili's weaponry follows Bai Lin's lead. Her weapons share similar prototypes with Bai Lin's. Shields, swords, spears, and the like... Claws versus fists is also a reasonable match.

But there was one thing that Sheng Qili possessed that Bai Lin didn't: the giant sickle belonging to the Sheep Spirit, for which Bai Lin had no equivalent.

This is not something the author missed, it's just...

Now is the most appropriate time for it to appear.

Bai Lin, clad in a cloak, revealed her shield. In her other hand, she held a seemingly unremarkable wooden stick. Amidst the snowstorm, the small stick remained untouched by the snowflakes, seemingly blending into the surroundings. The snow and wind were merely a part of its surface.

That stick, of course, is not an ordinary stick, but one that was given to Bai Lin by a certain god that we are very familiar with. I remember she said this at the time,

"Although my residual soul is about to disappear, it will also have other uses."

It once housed a god, becoming one with him. Now that the spirit is gone, this artifact left behind... surely it can't be anything extraordinary. Bai Lin knows exactly how to use it, and we all know it too.

"At first I didn't really want to use it, and then I didn't have time to use it... This gift from God is really similar to you, with a tragic fate and a twisted prank. But..."

"After all, it's what you left for me as extra compensation, so it shouldn't be difficult to use. If it isn't, don't blame me for scolding you a few more times."

Bai Lin seemed to be mumbling to herself, looking at the fan bone in her hand. Suddenly, countless memories flashed through her mind. All those images of the God of Desolation formed the world that god had once walked upon, and it formed her own world.

Chapter 785 is amazing

From hearing about her deeds, witnessing her great achievements, and accepting her guidance, to meeting her in person and engaging in a 1v1 solo duel with the God, this journey was truly a journey filled with profound emotions. Thoughts swirled around Bai Lin like willow catkins, then dispersed like the breeze.

She, too, had witnessed what she had witnessed before. And when the gentle breeze reached its climax, all that remained in Bai Lin's heart were the purple pine, the wind chimes, and the dusk. Bai Lin closed his eyes, raised his hands to the sky, and leisurely joined them behind him.

Then, the moment the shield and fan's rays merged, the world seemed to descend into tranquility. A dim light suddenly swirled from the sky, like billowing waves of flame, yet not scorching. And within the dim light, shadows filled it without abrupt pause.

Flowers, birds, wind, moon, the glitz and glamour of the mundane world all blended into one in the tranquil sound of peace and freshness. The desolate people shared a common home with the sky, blending into the world. The boundless beauty brought from the ends of the earth fell on Bai Lin's cloak and flowed through her hair. Her figure seemed to have lost its previous clarity, but a sense of floating still emanated from her.

The setting sun gradually faded, flowing from her fingertips, forming a straight sickle with an inky handle and a dim blade. She let the sickle hang naturally behind her, her figure also floating slightly, floating in the air.

At this moment, Bai Lin drew half the sky to her, illuminating the snowstorm that obscured the sun. The frost and wind of the snowy plains seemed so gentle around her. And she, in this very space, was the focal point of it all. All things were at her fingertips, within her eyes.

Her expression was relaxed, and her heart was already filled with lofty ambitions. She was seen floating a little higher, emitting a light and air floating among the warm snow. Looking at the huge wolf shadow opposite, something flashed in her eyes. Bai Lin muttered to himself,

"Is this what it feels like to be a god? It's truly subtle. However, since I'm using her weapon to manifest this appearance, it also means that I only possess the divine nature, but not the divine soul. After all, she said that gods are unwavering, and they themselves are the laws of heaven and earth. Naturally, my beliefs differ from hers."

"Even so, this is enough. I protect countless lives and am revered by all things. Now my mind is clear and I can see things more clearly. Even..."

"I've completely seen through you. I was a little unsure before, but now I feel a real sense of victory."

Bai Lin raised her scythe and pointed it at the wolf figure ahead. Even though she had changed form, her inherent nature was still distinct from that of a wild god. When it came time to show her edge, she would of course maintain her uniquely heroic spirit.

At this moment, the wolf shadow opposite Bai Lin finally showed its own emotions for the first time. It bared its teeth and growled at Bai Lin warily. The expression of emotion without any aggression made Bai Lin slightly stunned, and then he laughed out loud.

"A biting dog doesn't bark. Even you've already started trying to threaten me this way. That must really mean... I'm enough to threaten you, even to the point of killing you, right? So, why don't you try to surrender to me right now? That might be much more effective than threats. After all, there's no deep hatred between you and me."

Bai Lin's words sounded a bit frivolous, but coming from her mouth, they simply suited her, without any arrogance or dominance. Her eyes were calm, without a trace of bravado. And after these words, the wolf actually stopped barking. It lowered its head slightly, growling something inaudibly.

After hearing this, Bai Lin looked at the other party thoughtfully, then looked at the silver dwarves on the ground around him and asked,

"It's begging me for mercy. Do you have a deep hatred for it? Should I let it go, brothers?"

The dwarves, of course, didn't respond immediately. After all, ten minutes ago, in their eyes, Bai Lin was still a newcomer who couldn't even fire a gun and knew nothing.

During this brief time together, she had already demonstrated a remarkable level of shooting prowess. This wasn't a big deal; after all, it was still within the normal range of human understanding. Geniuses exist everywhere, and it wouldn't be surprising for someone to be naturally skilled in shooting. However...

What Bai Lin had demonstrated now was a profound change. Perhaps before this, the dwarves had believed in the bullets in their hands, in the practical power of fire. They had scoffed at those who talked about the gods, mocked those illusory beliefs... but after seeing this scene, they seemed to understand a little better.

"Fuck, so cool! Damn, how could I let that bastard go? If you can, just beat it to death. I will burn incense for you every day for the rest of my life."

The first person to break out of her daze and silence and voice her opinion was Akagi Lu. Her speech was as straightforward as ever, and the outburst of words seemed to have lost some of its logic, but it was indeed straightforward enough. And then, the voices of the dwarves rose one by one.

"Yes, this feels really good. Why let it go? That thing is so annoying, coming again and again... disturbing the peace, it's better for it to die soon."

"Come on, Holy Son, just take it down, and we won't have to work so hard!"

"Well, I've detected some incomprehensible energy fluctuations. However, based on analysis of the instance, the purity seems to be much higher than that of the wolf's phantom. It works."

"Okay, that's good, that's fine!"

……

Then, gentle rays of light were drawn in from the distant land, flowing like thousands of strands of black silk onto the dwarves who had sustained minor injuries. Their wounds instantly began to heal, completely healing. The main source of that light was naturally drawn by the sickle in Bai Lin's hand.

She swung her sickle and pointed it at the wolf-like shadow in front of her. Her eyes tilted slightly, and her heroic spirit grew stronger with the dusk light behind her. She tilted her face slightly, smiled again, and replied,

"It seems my friends have a deep connection with you. If that's the case, even if I have no grudge against you, I have enough reason to take action against you."

Chapter 786 Good Buddy

It seems that a war is inevitable, although it was Bai Lin himself who elevated it to the level of inevitability.

But now, she didn't care whether this battle was inevitable or not, because...

She didn't think she could lose.

Bai Lin swung the sickle in his hand, and the light around him suddenly spread like ripples. The sickle in his hand fluttered leisurely, like a brush wielding ink with passion, stretching the ink painting into the distance. The blizzard was completely swallowed by Bai Lin in an instant.

The wolves froze, wondering if they were frightened or simply surrendered to the newly born "god." None of them dared to move, and Bai Lin didn't point his weapon at them. He simply flew past, his figure gradually falling into the distance, until he was right in front of the wolf, and then—

Start cutting!

No matter what form he took, Bai Lin's main fighting style and strategy would not change. Abilities were abilities, but how to fight was still based on his own habits. After all, this was what he was best at.

Unexpectedly, the seemingly insubstantial wolf shadow was slashed by Bai Lin's blade. It instantly cried out, roaring with anger and fear, and attempted to swing its claws at Bai Lin. But Bai Lin pulled his shoulders back, lowered his body, and slashed in another circular motion. With that single blow, the claw shadow, stretching tens of meters in length, was severed in two, dispersing into the air and dissolving in the light, as if it had never existed.

Bai Lin, floating in the air, still felt as if he was standing on solid ground. The principle of leveraging force remained the same, but his steps were much lighter, almost like walking on water.

The way she swung her scythe was full of sweeping movements. After all, it was a long weapon that looked incredibly imposing. Yet, each movement seemed so leisurely and agile. Turning the light into ink, it felt more like she was radiating her divine light, offering a ritual sacrifice, rather than slaughtering.

"This form of yours was bestowed upon you by the desolate god, and naturally possesses a status commensurate with her own. Therefore, a spirit like this, gathered together by scattered wills, is naturally at your mercy. It might be difficult for the dwarves, but for you, it's a piece of cake."

"Just like when you first encountered Kronos with the Dragon Slayer Spear, the dragon was much stronger than you back then, and you couldn't possibly match it in terms of physical strength. But its aptitude was completely suppressed by your weapon, so you easily injured its body. The current situation is similar, except..."

"The difference in their aptitudes now is even more outrageous than before. It's just a ghost, perhaps not even a ghost, just the will of the wilderness. And the weapon in your hand was given to you by the god who controls the wilderness."

The poet's explanation echoed calmly, perfectly illustrating Bai Lin's current state. This was the primary reason why Bai Lin could so easily chop down his opponent. And just as the poet had said, this incompatibility was truly outrageous. In that moment of explanation... the shadowy figure had been completely slashed away by Bai Lin, leaving not a single drop of it behind. The distraught wolves, bewildered, retreated into the distance.

Bai Lin slowly floated down from the sky and landed beside the poet. She disarmed herself and returned to her original form. Then she breathed a sigh of relief and said,

"Huh—the God of Wilderness still has some conscience. This ability really seems like something a god who gets things done would have. Let's give her some points for being impressed."

"Then, in that state, did you see through the other person's true nature?"

The poet asked sharply, interrupting Bai Lin's cheerful moment. Bai Lin then fell into deep thought and replied,

"Like you said, it's a collection of scattered wills. Probably the wolves. Their will formed the wolf's shadow, and then they worshipped this shadow, nourishing it to become even stronger."

"But every time it returns, it becomes stronger than before, which shows that the wolf pack's worship of it is related to conflict. Perhaps it is hatred, or perhaps it is just seeking to kill. If it just wants the protection of the gods, it should be much weaker after seeing its own kind die."

Bai Lin explained her reasoning based on the essence she understood in that state. The poet nodded thoughtfully. Then, she continued,

"Your analysis is correct. This is your primary combat characteristic, Holy Son. As long as you can use the right weapon in the right situation, many opponents will not be so difficult for you. Even if there is a difference in strength, this world itself is made up of countless irrationalities. You should be deeply aware of this."

Bai Lin pondered as she listened to the poet's words. Her common sense had barely been used here. At that stage of that thing she'd sacrificed over a dozen lives to get rid of, the God of Wilderness performed a spell and then called on her minions to beat it to death with clubs.

However, Bai Lin understood the poet's words. Bai Lin didn't possess any magic, so she didn't have many options for adapting to the situation. But Bai Lin could find her own way, appearing in the most appropriate place. Having a compatible partner was naturally best, but even without that, she would still find the most suitable method.

After all, Bai Lin has now gained enlightenment in his own "martial arts".

"That's getting off topic. Let's just think about the thing itself. Just like you said, the principle is very simple, but..."

The poet said this with profound meaning. Bai Lin looked at the dwarves who had packed up their things and were running towards her in a hurry, and she began to understand a little.

Akagi Lu was the one running in front. She swung the three packages she was carrying to the sides, throwing all her equipment behind her. Then, with a powerful leap, she rushed directly towards Bai Lin. Bai Lin did not dodge or evade, but just took the powerful blow with a slight shock.

Akagi Lu's weight is not light, although it is probably because she is wearing too much equipment. You can feel that her body is like metal when she is held. However, Bai Lin's body naturally cannot move at all due to her weight. She stretched out her small hands as much as possible and gave Bai Lin a big bear hug.

"Wow, that's so cool, you... oh no, you really are the hero we've been waiting for. Hehe, I'm so honored to be your friend."

Chapter 787 I Can’t Give You This Answer

Akagi Lu said this excitedly. She seemed genuinely thrilled.

Although Bai Lin didn't understand when he and the other party became buddies. Compared to this, Bai Lin had other questions. So Bai Lin just slowly put the other party's body down, and then answered,

"It's okay, go ahead and curse if you want, I love to. But...what's this hero you're talking about?"

"It seems our hero doesn't understand the situation very well. Didn't the poet tell you about it?"

Fire Eagle's slightly playful voice came out, and Bai Lin really didn't understand the situation. She just cast her eyes on a vacant seat in their small circle among the generally excited and excited dwarves. Snow Bear slowly walked out from there, put down her gun, and said to Bai Lin,

"Then let me explain, Holy Son. This battle, to a greater extent, is actually a test for you. We want to know if the so-called Holy Son in the rumors is the hero we have been waiting for."

After her explanation, Bai Lin also understood a little bit. However, seeing that Bai Lin still had some doubts on his face, Xue Xiongshi knew that she should say a few more words. She looked into the distance, slightly lost in thought, and began to narrate.

"Hundreds of years ago, we dwarves were the most renowned craftsmen on this continent. We forged weapons tailored to the heroes who possessed heroic spirits. The more worthy the hero's character, the more powerful the weapons we forged."

"But one day, we dwarves suddenly fell into a period of stagnation, a period that lasted for hundreds of years, completely missing out on glory. Our memories of what happened before are vague, and we have no idea why this happened. All we know is that from that day on, no hero who could inspire us has appeared again."

"The glory of heroes has completely vanished from this continent. It's rare to hear of their deeds, and even then, we've only heard of them, never met them. Besides, our entire clan, at the same time, burned with a clear thought, one that wasn't just a wish or an illusion."

At this point, Xue Xiong's eyes suddenly became very firm. She looked at Bai Lin in front of her and said very confidently,

"That idea is that we are waiting for a hero. A hero worthy of our entire clan's attention, a hero who, upon her return, will truly be able to accomplish unprecedented feats."

"Even though we haven't made any promises to anyone, this thought has always been clear. Even during these hundreds of years of stagnation, we have never doubted this thought."

Such a statement was too firm, just like the content of the statement itself, so firm that it was shocking. Bai Lin was a little shocked. She took a deep breath and asked,

"...Just for someone I've never met?"

"...Maybe we've never met before, but fate has its reasons. At least, we did wait."

Snow Bear lowered his eyes slightly as he replied. "Hundreds of years of obscurity, it's like someone once revered as a genius suddenly being ignored and disappearing into obscurity. Yet, in this situation, they remained completely unwavering? It's truly unbelievable."

"During this time, we've been forging similar standard weapons and developing new ones. This is a completely different job from what we did back then, and we're well aware of that. Even if we put in our heart and soul, and produce good results, forming this torrent of steel, it's still not perfect."

"But at least, we are still alive, and we are making preparations. We have armed ourselves, and everyone in the tribe knows how to use a gun. All dwarves are proficient in using their weapons."

"What exactly is this all about? I don't have a definitive answer. Is it so that our species can protect itself, so that we can live in peace until the day a hero appears? Or perhaps, so that one day we can follow in the footsteps of a hero. Or maybe it's a combination of both. In short, although this period has been bleak, we have never slacked off. We can feel that we are alive, not just the walking dead."

"We are waiting for a hero with all our heart and soul, and that means you, Holy Son... Now, we need you to personally acknowledge us. Are you the one we've been waiting for?"

Xue Xiong's words were sonorous, deep, yet passionate. There was a slight tremor in her voice, but it held absolutely no sign of wavering. Just as humans are born with a fear of death, their hearts were also filled with a firm belief that Bai Lin would eventually arrive.

Facing the other party's enthusiastic eyes, Bai Lin blinked slightly. She was not flustered, but instead easily understood the other party's words. Then, Bai Lin sighed lightly and said,

"I can't give you that answer."

"what?!"

Everyone except the poet was shocked by Bai Lin's answer. After all that, this was just a formality, and yet he still refused?

Amidst the crowd's surprised and doubtful voices, Bai Lin looked at the snow bear and said very calmly,

"I understand what you mean. I understand every word you say. Yes, you are waiting for a hero. I understand that. But I can't tell you for sure that I will be that hero."

"Heroes have always existed for people. For children in impoverished and underfed areas who are starving, those who bring them food, or lead them in revolt and seize the resources of those who waste them, are heroes. But for those in the middle and upper classes, those who manage resources and quell riots are heroes. There has never been a single person who has truly been a hero to everyone."

"Is the wish of all your dwarves simply to forge weapons for heroes? If that's all, perhaps after a little consideration, I'd agree. While I may not possess noble character, my goal is undoubtedly a heroic ideal for many. Even if I don't yet possess the strength to achieve it, I will do my best and never give up. This is my promise."

Chapter 788 Lead the way!

"So if someone offers me strength and support, I won't refuse it. I accept it with a clear conscience because I will do my best."

At this point, Bai Lin's sharp eyes swept over the dwarves again. She bit her lip slightly, changed the subject, and continued,