Huh? Are they all real?.

Moen met many people and received help from many people, but he was truly the only one who made it through the entire journey on his own.

And Moen was confident that his journey was absolutely magnificent.

I wonder how Ansa is doing now.

I'm always being pushed around by various things, to the point that I seem to have overlooked a lot.

After a moment of silence, Moen spoke to Ned, whose body was mostly shattered and dissipating:

"Because my journey is a ritual, and just now, I have found the answer to travel."

Moen's gaze passed over Ned the God of War, gradually rising until it finally settled on the hollow trunk of the enormous ancient tree.

Ned didn't turn around to follow Moen's gaze. He simply gave a wry smile and said, looking down:

"So this is ah."

With a snap, Ned, whose cheek was half completely destroyed, got the answer he wanted.

It finally shattered completely, and then disappeared before it even hit the ground.

It's as if it vanished with the wind.

He watched Ned completely vanish before his eyes.

Moen withdrew his hand, which had been pressing down on him, and placed it in front of his chest, bowing slightly in greeting:

May your journey be without regrets.

Finally, after a moment's hesitation, Moen maintained his previous posture and spoke to the void before him:

"Perhaps you'd like to know this too, so I'm telling you all at once."

"This is a completely new way of holding the principle of return, and I am the first demigod of this way. Then, the ability I use to defeat you is that I can 'recreate yesterday' by holding and touching remnants from the past."

When Moen truly entered the ranks of the high sequences, his abilities were no longer limited by the number of uses.

Although each use would only last a short time because Moen had returned to an overly powerful state.

But that's enough to change any extreme situation.

After all, as mentioned earlier, Moen's past was too powerful.

After telling Ned all this, Moen lowered his hand and turned to look at the two people behind him.

Seeing the main god who had risen to such power and was still defeated, Karu Jade gave a bitter smile and sat down on the ground in complete resignation.

He was exhausted, especially mentally.

So he wanted to take a good rest before facing the end.

To be honest, Karu Judd wondered if he would ever meet this day.

He remembered that whenever he thought about such a possibility, he would resist thinking about it from the bottom of his heart, because he felt that he would definitely be crying and begging for mercy like a clown.

Then he made a fool of himself and died a laughingstock without being forgiven.

But now that day has truly arrived.

He was surprised to find himself surprisingly calm, except for feeling a little mentally exhausted.

Yes, he was just an angel who really wanted to live, so how did he end up encountering a Trinity of monsters?

Seriously, is this guy really just a trinity?

Moen's final confession to Ned was clearly not heard by Karu Judd, but that did not stop him from suspecting that Moen might be hiding something else.

After all, his main god lost too badly.

The Blessed King was in a state that even Moen couldn't describe.

It's not like despair, nor is it like joy; it's so complex that it makes one feel that language is far too limited in its ability to describe it.

Moen wanted to end it all as soon as possible.

But after looking at the blessed king in this state, he glanced back at the hollow tree trunk and chose to wait for the time being.

In any case, he ultimately killed his god with his own hands in front of a king.

He indeed no longer possessed the power he had when he defeated Ned; after all, even a demigod could not maintain such a state for long.

But he still has the advantage of this labyrinth, so he can wait.

After a long wait, the Blessed King, as if just coming to his senses, finally asked:

"So, he's really dead, right?"

Moen shook his head and said:

“That is beyond death; Ned Joseph had completely vanished from this world because he gave his all, from his soul to his body.”

"He knows how much of a threat I am to you, which is why he's willing to risk everything to eliminate me."

“This is all for you, Rubyne Joseld.”

Moen will never regret killing Ned and destroying the Steelheart Church.

But Moen also knew what Ned's feelings were for his son.

Moen understood him, so he wanted to help fulfill a father's wish after Ned's death.

The Blessed King shook his head and said:

"For me?"

"Yes, for you. I know you've always resented your father for choosing you over your mother."

The Blessed King, who had seemed unwilling to say anything more, suddenly became excited after hearing these words:

"Why not? He has never been there for me, nor for my mother. It was my mother who has been with me and raised me since I was a child!"

"But what about him? I'm almost an adult now, and he finally remembered us and came back!"

“Normally, it wouldn’t have been a problem if he had come here, because my mother always told me to be understanding of his difficulties! But not only did he come back, he also brought his enemies back with him!”

The eyes of the Blessed King were blazing with fire, a testament to his lifelong pain and despair.

I will never forget it in the slightest.

“My hometown, where I grew up, was engulfed in flames. Everyone I knew died before my eyes, including my mother!”

"My only mother who has always been there for me!"

Anger surged in his eyes, but tears continued to stream down his face without stopping.

“My mother always loved him and always asked me to be understanding of him, but on that day he didn’t think of my mother at all. He only knew to rush over to find me, the son who could continue his bloodline!”

"He abandoned my mother; he left her in that sea of ​​fire!"

"Does he think I'll thank him? No, I'll only hate him, hate him for the rest of my life!"

Driven to near madness by memories of the past, the Blessed King frantically denounces his resentment towards his father.

Looking at him like this, Moen said very seriously:

"It was your mother who sent him to find you!"

"what?!"

The poor child's madness and anger came to an abrupt halt at that moment, leaving only utter astonishment.

“I said, it was your mother who sent him to find you. He didn’t abandon your mother, because your mother was the first person he looked for.”

"He has suffered no less than you."

If his mother were still alive, then the king would definitely be her.

Moen's answer made the Blessed King say with great resistance:

"That's impossible. He could never have had a mother in his heart. He only used her as a tool for procreation!"

"If that's the case, why doesn't he have any other partners besides your mother?"

"If not, then why doesn't he come back to see us?!"

Looking at the roaring Blessed King, Moen shook his head and said:

"Don't you already know the answer? Because that would be too dangerous for you."

Ned endured his longing for this for over a decade, the only exception being the tragedy that occurred.

"I don't believe you're the enemy!"

But the reality is clearly not something this poor guy can easily accept.

Moen continued:

“I don’t like him, but I won’t lie about these things. At the same time, precisely because I am his enemy, my words are the true facts.”

The corners of the Blessed King's mouth began to twitch wildly:

"Then why do you know so much about it?"

"Then why did he never tell me?"

Having already gone this far, Moen naturally continued, saying:

"Why has he never told you this? Because if he had, you wouldn't have believed him and it would have only widened the gap between you."

"Why do I know so much, boy? I am the supreme being, I am a god. I have been looking down upon this world since the beginning of time. So tell me, why wouldn't I know?"

Moen's answer left him speechless.

He could only sit there blankly on the ground.

He asked Moen, still in a daze:

"So, am I the one who's wrong?"

“I can say you’re wrong in many ways, because you are too evil as a king, but I can’t say whether you are right or wrong. I can only say that everything you knew before was indeed wrong.”

The King of Blessings remained silent, only bowing his head deeply.

Moen looked at him and asked:

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

He opened his mouth and asked:

"Could I disappear like...like my father?"

Although he didn't say it, it's clear that he has forgiven his father and admitted his mistake.

A god-king is still a god-king, and a father and son are still a father and son.

“I could, but I’m sorry, I can’t. You’re not so low as to be ineligible to go to the Promised Land.”

Moen did not let go of the idea of ​​the Blessed King, whether in public or private matters.

But Moen never really intended to deny him even the chance to go to the Promised Land to rest.

At least, he had never done this before.

"Okay, so be it."

After saying that, he hung his head and said:

"I don't think I have that kind of courage either."

Moen then nodded and said:

"And what about you, Karu Judd?"

Seeing that there was still a share for him at the end, the angel sitting slumped next to the King of Blessings was clearly a little surprised.

But after glancing at Moen and then at the Queen beside him, he said somewhat embarrassedly:

"Could you please tell others that I ultimately stayed by the side of the Supreme One I served?"

"I've been a deserter and a clown my whole life, and I think, I want to at least sound nice in the end."

Moen nodded and said:

"No problem, that's true. Although you don't seem to be doing it voluntarily."

This made Karu Judd a little embarrassed, but he still gave Moen a grateful look and said:

"Then I have nothing else to say. Ah, if I really have to say something, it's that I've found out I'm still quite afraid of pain."