Huh? Are they all real?.

“I know I should trust you, but I really can’t accept it. After all, in my understanding, I can only judge it as some kind of incantation that will bring disaster if spoken, or the activation code for some super-large ritual.”

"However, I have never seen anything that could so easily destroy the world."

The sacred tree raised its hand and gently touched Selene's lips, signaling her to stop.

Seeing the moon goddess finally quiet, Yggdrasil spoke, word by word:

"That's not a word of power, nor is it related to any ritual. It's something that might allow people who shouldn't hear it to hear it."

"so?"

"If that happens, the world will be destroyed. That's it!"

It is said that this world was sustained by a primordial slumber.

Realizing something, the moon goddess tentatively asked:

"I've heard that the Great Primordial One has not displayed His miracles because He has entered into eternal slumber to sustain this world?"

Upon hearing this, Yggdrasil knew that she understood the situation.

So she lowered her hand and smiled:

"Yes, this is an unproven truth."

"So how are we supposed to deal with that thing? Just leave it alone?"

Selene pointed to the roaring dragon in the distance.

Although it remains in the storm sea, there's no guarantee it won't suddenly leave and head towards human settlements.

"Of course not, it's just that I think we need to look into it more carefully."

"There might not be enough time, that thing has started to move!"

After saying this, Denise raised the Holy Lance and fired a shot into the distance.

The holy spear's beam pierced the sky and struck the evil dragon directly, but the dragon not only did not dodge or evade, but even continued to charge forward after taking this astonishing blow.

The flesh and blood shattered and scattered by the Holy Lance are frantically returning to their places at a visible speed, and the reason it is not an instantaneous recovery is because the opponent's speed of advancement is even more frantic.

"It's come looking for us?"

Selene, having reassembled the Moonlit Longbow in her hand, asked this question.

Denise, who had been relentlessly bombarding her opponent with the Holy Lance, denied her claim:

"No, the angle is wrong."

"So, where is it headed?"

"I do not know either."

The moment those words were uttered, all three goddesses felt a chill run down their spines.

Then they suddenly turned around and looked behind them.

The return of the New World continues, even in the present day.

However, their king has yet to appear.

The direction the evil dragon was heading seemed to be the far north of the New World, which is theoretically the destination of its return.

Needless to say, all three goddesses simultaneously uttered that phrase:

"It must be killed!"

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In that chaotic world.

Moen could no longer see many things that had not yet been returned.

The three sisters even told him that there were no living things left in the world.

They were among the last group of travelers and spectators.

They should have been returned earlier.

They stayed only because of Moen, and continued on their way somewhere.

Their destination was the most famous landmark in the New World.

In terms of fame, he is probably more famous than Camelot, the headquarters of the Church of Storms.

Because that's the Knights' Sanctuary!

It is also one of the places that Moen absolutely cannot devour.

It's easy to put the holy sword back together, but if you want to completely reforge it, you still have to go there!

Chapter 332 The Stone Tablet of God (3k)

Mortals must kneel in reverence before kings and gods.

The vast majority of them lay prone on the ground.

But knights were different. They could stand or kneel on one knee to show respect, without having to prostrate themselves like royalty or commoners.

Because it is said that at the beginning of creation, this dignity was bestowed upon them by the firstborn son.

In return, the knights will always uphold their oath.

To this day, no one knows which son this is.

But the firstborn son's grace and the knights' oath remain unchanged.

Knights will never betray their lords and oaths, and the gods and kings will always grant them immunity and dignity.

This is not just hearsay; it is inscribed on the monument of the Knights' Sanctuary.

The once bustling Knights' Sanctuary was now completely silent.

People have all been returned, and even the area around the Knights' Sanctuary is largely missing.

However, the Knights' Sanctuary itself still exists.

It seemed as if they were deliberately waiting for Moen's arrival.

Upon arriving at this place, Moen looked up at the sanctuary that he could no longer recognize.

Although the Knights' Sanctuary has always been here throughout so many eras, it has actually been renovated countless times.

Therefore, even Moen found it completely unfamiliar.

Fortunately, although the Knights' Sanctuary now has a bit of the Ship of Theseus feel to it, the most important inscription remains unchanged.

After all, that's the fundamental reason why the Knights' Sanctuary has never been moved.

After stepping onto the long flight of stairs, some of which had already been partially cleared out, we found ourselves on the stairs.

Moen led the three sisters into the sanctuary, which was by no means magnificent.

Despite numerous renovations, the size of the Knights' Sanctuary has never been expanded.

It simply incorporates different styles from different eras depending on the time of the renovation.

It is said that the eldest son who granted the knights immunity and honor said: "Knights are noble people who take honor in dedication, so they should not pursue luxury!"

In fact, Moen did not say that.

That was only because before receiving guidance from the eldest sons, not to mention humans, even elves had not yet developed a high level of architectural skills. Therefore, the best building that people could produce at that time was just a small, old, dilapidated, and drafty stone house.

When the heavy door, filled with Third Age style, was pushed open by Moen.

Moen and the three sisters all saw the inscription that laid the foundation for knighthood.

The sight of these things, almost everywhere filled with memories, left Moen standing there, stunned, at a single glance.

He had thought that seeing it would bring back a lot of memories, but in reality, after seeing it, Moen did indeed remember a lot, just a lot more than he had expected.

Of the three sisters, only the youngest remained behind Moen.

She had been following behind her sisters, but after they all went inside, she started to lean more and more against Moen's back.

In public, she is always able to communicate with people calmly and precisely, but in front of Moen and her sisters...

She, however, was like a timid fledgling.

She would always unconsciously hide behind someone. If the second daughter was there, she was the second daughter; if the second daughter wasn't there, she was the eldest daughter. If both older sisters were gone, then it would naturally be Moen.

The eldest daughter had been watching the two of them. When she saw her youngest sister hiding behind Moen again, she said nothing. And when she saw that the other sister was already pressed against Moen's back, she simply pressed her foot down slightly to stop herself from having that thought.

Because she actually wanted to get closer to them too.

She knew that her youngest sister desperately wanted a place to lean on and hide from them because she had been away from them for so long.

When she is alone, she can also weave a set of 'armor' for herself to show to others.

But once they finally returned, the armor was naturally rendered useless and discarded.

But she is too.

She also guarded the holy sword alone, waiting there for who knows how many years.

But she was the eldest daughter, the eldest sister, so she couldn't.

At least not in front of my sisters.

The eldest daughter almost forced herself to look at the ancient inscription that she had only heard of before.

It is said that this stone tablet was originally towering and reached the sky, but the nameless, benevolent eldest son wanted to make it so that mortals could better admire it.

It was deliberately made to its current size.

That was an ancient era that even they could not witness.

So she doesn't know the specific truth either.

But that's how she felt.

Because she knew how supreme that eldest son was.

Faced with such a profound history, she couldn't help but raise her hand and touch the top layer of the inscription.

There was a radiant sun there, and knights kneeling in its light.

The eldest daughter, stroking the sun, murmured:

"The teachings of the sun, it is said, are His sacred words."

The eldest daughter's voice broke Moen's reverie, but he was only just coming to his senses when he noticed the warmth behind him.

He subconsciously turned around and found his youngest daughter staring straight at him with her bright, watery eyes.

A moment later, the other person hurriedly lowered their head and fled behind their sister.

And it poked its little head out again to look at him.

This made Moen lower his head and smile.

Immediately, Moen said to his eldest daughter:

"The teachings of the sun, the voice of the wind, the master of light, the god of the lake, the shepherd speaks of Him."

"Besides, there are many other names that point to Him, but at that time, the one that was called most often was the teaching of the sun that you mentioned."

At this point, Moen couldn't help but laugh:

"It is because of this that the real sun felt extremely stifled. Because even though He is the sun, He has been stripped of almost all the honors befitting His status. Neither light nor sun has a place for Him."

"That proud sun has told me this more than once, saying that He has almost always lived in the other's shadow."

"He also said that the shadow was so wide and broad that He felt He could never get out of it in his entire life."

The second daughter couldn't help but say:

"This doesn't seem like Him."

In her memory, the sun had always been arrogant, and she couldn't imagine the other person speaking like that.

Upon hearing this, Moen revealed a slight hint of melancholy and said:

"That's how it is for you, but for me, it's something I never imagined He would become like that, and even they are like that."

The eldest daughter withdrew her hand and walked to Moen's side.