Huh? Are they all real?.

In fact, just as the name Moen decided, reaching Sequence Three was already a wrong turn.

Nowadays, people generally refer to Sequence Four as demigods because they believe that it represents power that clearly exceeds human limits.

But in the distant past.

Sequence Four is not a demigod; Sequence Four is still a mortal.

Sequence 3 and Sequence 2, which are now classified as angels, were the demigods of that time.

As for the reason, there is no reason.

Because it was ordained by the Creator during the Genesis period.

It was only later, through changes in people's understanding, that it gradually evolved into Sequence Four, which is also a demigod.

Therefore, I want to become a returning angel of Sequence One.

The ritual must be completed and the potion collected starting from Sequence Four.

And withstood the 'madness' caused by the absence of two sequences.

The two traps placed on the return path before the finish line are specifically designed to prevent others from 'overtaking'.

And if someone can overcome so many obstacles and arrive at Sequence One first.

That's okay too.

because

The extraordinary properties of Sequence One were almost entirely gathered before Moen's eyes.

The manifestation of this extraordinary property is a full-length mirror.

The mirror perfectly reflected Moen's face.

Only a very small amount remained, drifting outside the mirror.

After staring at myself in the mirror for a long time.

Moen uttered the name of the last Sequence One:

"Regarding the final staircase, I beg the Creator's forgiveness, for its rituals betray the Creator's iron law."

Its name is—King.

"Because it requires a king who breaks the ironclad laws of the God-King to put them into practice in order to truly step onto this ladder."

It can be said that those who finalized this path and authority almost openly displayed their favoritism.

Chapter 442 Why is it the left hand? (4k)

The last missing piece of the full-length mirror has been completely replaced.

The mirror no longer reflects the present scene, but instead ripples with a faint light, as if it were an entrance to another time and space.

As Moen raised his hand to touch it, the mirror suddenly lit up, its light surging like a tide. Countless fragments of the past began to appear in the mirror—war, celebrations, vows, and farewells.

Does this road carry the past of the world, or the past of those who walked it?

This is a very interesting question.

It seems like everything is right, yet it also seems like nothing is right.

However, it is quite simple to stop the mirror from flashing back to the past.

Moen simply blew a light breath into the mirror, and the countless flashbacks vanished.

As his own reflection reappeared in the mirror.

Moen turned to look at the surviving members of Midgard.

The disaster came too quickly and ended too quickly.

So much so that many of the warriors in Midgard are still in a daze.

Only when Moen stepped forward did they instinctively stop him, saying:

"Excuse me, could you please tell me who you are?"

However, the still-breathing Grand Lord of Midgard stopped them:

"No need, let this gentleman come over."

At this point, there was no one standing in Moen's way anymore.

He walked straight up to the Grand Lord of Midgard.

As he raised his hand, a soft glow shone in Moen's palm, and in response, the almost completely burned flesh and blood on the Highlord's body began to regenerate.

At the same time, the Great Lord's powerful life force as an angel was constantly repairing his damaged body.

So soon, the great lord let out a long sigh of relief and said:

"This feeling is really unpleasant."

Seeing the Grand Lord of Midgard sigh, Moen looked at him and smiled:

“Now is not the time to go to the Promised Land, so I have left you behind.”

the end.

Moen extended his hand earnestly to the Highlord of Midgard and said:

"Bohemian, it's been a long time. And what about your brothers and uncles? Are you the only one left?"

The Grand Lord of Midgard wore an extremely complex expression.

He had a vague idea of ​​who Moen was before.

Now, the other party has told him directly.

Seeing Moen's outstretched hand, the Highlord wiped his own hands on his clothes several times before finally taking them in, his hands trembling slightly.

"You've come way too late."

"I'm very sorry."

With a complex expression, the Great Lord shook his head wearily and said:

"You don't need to apologize to me. We owe you. The only person you need to apologize to is the girl you chose."

At that moment, both of their gazes turned to the towering peak of Mount Babylon, which had already reached into the clouds.

After gazing into the distance for a moment, Moen withdrew his gaze and looked back at the Highlord, saying:

“I know, that’s why I came. I will get through this too.”

"That's good. That's good. She has really waited for you for too long."

Moen glanced at the courtyard behind the Highlord and asked:

"Is there anything else I can help you with?"

The Grand Lord continued to shake his head:

"No need, you should go see the goddess. But will you leave again this time?"

The lord asked this question with great caution.

Moen is not from this world, and the Highlord knows this very well.

Therefore, he worried that the goddess would lose her king once again, even if he ignored the impact of the God King's ironclad laws.

It would be too cruel, especially for the girl who sings the same song day after day.

After a moment of silence, Moen said:

No, it won't happen again.

The great lord said with satisfaction:

"Looks like spring is coming?"

Moen grasped the Highlord's hand and said:

Yes, spring is coming.

After whispering these words to the High Lord, Moen looked at the world and said:

"I will bring spring back, I will lead you out, and I will definitely correct the mistakes of the past!"

At first, the Highlord thought that Moen was just saying he would stay and work with the goddess to shape this white world.

But then the Highlord realized that Moen really wanted to take them out of this white world!

"Sir. You...you mean you're going to take us out of here?"

In this white world, this is a shock that only a great lord can comprehend.

For the rest of the population, this world is their entire existence: an endless winter, a perpetually snow-covered plain.

Spring is something whose very existence is unknown.

Therefore, everyone else was completely bewildered by Moen's statement.

But it's okay, spring, which is so late for so many years, is finally here!

Except for Mr. Conan.

Because he is currently thinking about something that seems to contradict his understanding.

He had seen Moen; he had seen Moen in person at the Human Alliance.

So when Moen appeared, he was dumbfounded.

Why would a noble king personally come to such a dangerous place?

And why did Wang Du come in person, yet still need someone like me to scout ahead?

Furthermore, judging from the conversation between the Grand Lord and His Majesty Trajan, His Majesty Trajan is the one who blessed him, as the Grand Lord mentioned.

So, so, doesn't this mean...?

One king, two goddesses?

O Origin Above, isn't this a bit strange?

Is it my shallow common sense that's wrong, or is there some reasonable inside story that I just don't know about?

Mr. Conan actually deduced from the conversation between Morne and the Horned Man that Morne was also the one who forged the One Ring.

However, Mr. Conan is a typical unlucky member of the Heather family.

He not only spent the longest time in prison, but he was also the person with the least understanding of the extraordinary world.

Therefore, he didn't know Sauron at all!

After promising the great lord that he would bring back spring.

Moen finally had time to talk to Mr. Conan.

"Haven't seen you in a while, Mr. Conan from the People's Federation?"

Mr. Conan hurriedly lowered his head and made a greeting that was not quite up to standard but was still passable.

"It is an honor to be in your sight once again, Your Majesty."

"That's unnecessary, Mr. Conan. I have a question for you."

"Ask away, Your Majesty."

At that moment, Moen's heart was in his throat.

"You can still contact them, right?"

"Um, it should work, right?"

Moen was a little confused. What did he mean by "should be able to work"?

"What do you mean?"

Mr. Conan pointed to the Highlord and then to the vast ruins of the central courtyard behind him, saying:

"I was able to send messages over there with the help of the Great Lord before, but now, as you can see, the damage here seems to be very serious, so I don't know if it's still possible."

"However, Your Majesty, since you've already come all this way, why do you still need me to deliver this message?"