Seeing all this at a very close distance, I felt an indescribable shock. It seemed as if a crawling hill was slowly rising, or like the earth raising in front of my eyes. Whether it was Gauven or Belsetia, they widened their eyes in shock at this moment, and even forgot their words. They subconsciously took two steps back to try to see more clearly. However, the deer raised her head and the height of its upper body had reached the point where it was difficult to see her neck even if she looked up.

As the deer got up, the ancient alloy wrecks that penetrated its body and were nailed to the earth also made a squeaking sound. The metals and crystals that originally had supreme suppression of the power of gods lost their particularity at this moment. The remaining energy inside them seemed to be neutralized and cancelled by some invisible force. As the light wandering on its surface quickly dimmed, they began to break and fall off one after another, and were broken or squeezed out from Amoen's wounds. The sound of flesh and blood squirming and metal friction continued to come, and fine particles of light continued to fall from the air.

No one could imagine what kind of pain this would bring. Amoen maintained awesome silence throughout the process until he stood up completely, until the huge metal wreckage fell one after another like huge rocks rolling down from the mountain. He stood in the dark disobedient courtyard with his head held high, and finally a low sigh rang out, and the sigh was mixed with countless unexplained emotions.

That is the sigh of human nature.

His wounds finally began to heal, and at an unprecedented speed, healed quickly in front of Gaowen and Belsetia. It was not until this time that Gaowen came back from this shocking scene. He thought something, as if he had figured out something, and then nodded gently: "Congratulations, I'm finally relieved."

"Yes, I'm relieved..." Amoen lowered his head, his voice was low and pleasant, but he didn't know who he was referring to as "liberation". At this moment, a storm wrapped in arcane flash suddenly rushed over from the depths of the distant dark chaos, and the figure of the magic goddess Milmina condensed next to Amoen. The woman, like a bell tower, looked up at the god of nature, who was far taller than her, and looked quietly for a long time before suddenly showing a smile: "Oh, a medical miracle."

"Your jokes are as hard to laugh at me." Amoen murmured in a low voice, his body contracting rapidly in the light, as if he had broken free from the last restraint and had stronger self-control. His body, which had become too large in the long years of growth, began to grow smaller quickly, first from a hill to a castle, and then from a castle to a hall, and finally his body stopped at this size - for mortals, it was still huge enough to look up, but at least it was no longer as exaggerated as before, and Milmina no longer had to look up at him.

After all this, Amoen let out a light breath and turned his head to look at Milmina: "Tell me the truth - have you discovered that I can break free from these things? I suddenly remember now that you have had strange eyes several times..."

"So what?" Milmina chuckled softly, her eyes shrouded in the mist narrowed slightly, "I don't think about this matter, and you don't think about it... Even if you have the conditions to break free from these constraints, you can't stand up - you should understand that what binds you is not only these things here, but even more than your own 'divine problem'. After all, you are too like a god."

Amoen stood quietly on the broken earth, and did not speak for a long time. Gowen and Belsetia did not speak, and together they left this quietness to the old god who had finally broken free from the constraints of the past. After a while, they heard a sigh coming from above, followed by a sigh: "Actually, I should have known it long ago."

Gao Wen didn't speak again until this time: "What are your arrangements in the future?"

Amoen was silent for a moment, as if thinking, then smiled helplessly and shook his head: "Arrangement? What else can I make? Although I have broken free from these constraints, it is best for me not to show up in this world at this moment. After all, Belsetia may take a long time to completely deal with the mess of those secret sects. Next... I'll stay in this place, which can avoid causing trouble for many people."

"Indeed," Gao Wen nodded slightly, "Although your last 'anchored point' has been lifted, a historical problem will not be solved as quickly as the divine nature has dissipated. Moreover, it will take a certain amount of time for the technical department to evaluate your situation - you will still have to be wronged to stay here for a while. But don't worry, this period should not be long, at least compared to your past three thousand years, it will be very short."

"This is not a grievance," Amoen said calmly, and gently shook his body. "I am in much better shape than the past three thousand years."

Gowen and Belsetia looked at each other, and they nodded at the same time. Gowen then said to Amoen: "Then we won't disturb you here - have a good rest, and the work on the Theocracy Council can also be paused this week."

Amoen didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, while Milmina waved her hand, asking Gao Wen and the others to leave as if she was driving a guest.

Gao Wen and the Silver Queen left, and the huge disobedient courtyard became quiet again. In the endless darkness and chaos, Amoen, whose body had shrunk a lot, stood among a pile of scattered wreckage. Milmina next to her looked at the motionless "God of Nature", and finally couldn't help but mutter: "You are planning to stand still like this? Then you are no different from before - at most you have changed your posture, aren't you still still there?"

"I don't know what to do," the former God of Nature whispered for a moment, "I never thought I would be free in this form, nor did I think this day would come so early... Milmina, can you give me some advice?"

"I would like to give you some advice? I want to sit down and watch several dramas I haven't watched before, or go to the neural network to play chess - but given the medical miracle that has happened to you, I think I should give you some healthier suggestions," Milmina spreads her hands, "Do you want to walk with me? I can take you to the depths of the shadow world. You should be curious about the scenery of the 'boundary' for a long time, right?"

"I... don't know if it's a good idea to leave here," Amoen hesitated, "I've been..."

"Since I haven't left here for a long time, I should get up and have a walk," Milmina reached out without hesitation and grabbed the sacred antlers on Amoen's head, "Come on, don't let the children's last thoughts be wasted - remember their last words? They are with you, just take them around, if this will make you feel better..."

"So you did eavesdrop somewhere just now?"

"...I just have a sharp perception. You know, what's going on in the magic field... Oh, let's not talk about this, it feels weird to hold your horn. Should I find a rope..."

"Shut up, and let go."

"Okay, okay, you have the final say today..."

...

In the dark mountain military zone, in front of the gate of the fortress, Belsetia breathed fresh air from the outside once again. She raised her head and looked up at the sky where the night was drooping. The light of the stars shone from the night, cold and lofty.

Are there souls that have gone away among the stars to protect the sentient beings who remain in the world?

The ancient sages once told the world this way, but at this moment Belsetia knew that the starlight was just the starlight, and the soul that had gone far away was gone after all - without an eternal kingdom of heaven, all things will eventually end, and even God is no exception.

The past, all things will eventually die, perhaps because they saw through this point, they took this cold fact as their name, perhaps to alert the world, or perhaps just to make themselves remember.

She turned around and saw Gao Wen standing beside her. This figure was as tall as in her memory. Although his inner self was not exactly the human pioneer hero in her memory, from a certain perspective... the soul in this body actually has many similarities with the pioneer seven hundred years ago, and many of her own questions... can always be answered in the mouth of this "outsider".

"Actually, I still don't understand why Master Azmore and several other sages died so calmly," the Silver Queen suddenly whispered. "Although I said that they cannot return to the world of mortals, they can choose to stay in the shadow world and stay with their gods. This should be a supreme honor and blessing for devout believers like them..."

"What they miss is not just Amoen," Gao Wen shook his head gently, "What they miss is the era with the gods of nature - the era of bathing in the grace of God, the era of firm belief, and the era of "right path". Even though they knew that the era was gone, they had been persisting for it for thirty centuries, and now, that era has truly come to an end in their hearts.

"From the beginning, those priests had no idea of ​​seeking vitality. They just wanted to give an explanation for their three thousand years of persistence. They were looking for a destination, a destination they should have gone to a long time ago but had not set off due to hesitation and fear. In the eyes of Azmore and other priests, they were not going to die, they just finally stopped."

Belsetia looked at Gaowen calmly, her tone was a little surprised: "You have never contacted Azmore and several wise men, but you seem to see everything thoroughly?"

Gao Wen responded to the queen's gaze calmly and smiled indifferently: "It's probably because I've seen too much."

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, with a look of emotion on his face: "And to be honest, if it weren't for the choice of Azmore and several sages, Ahmore wouldn't have broken free from those constraints... In fact, I have noticed a long time ago that the legacy of the Settler has a powerful suppression effect on the power of "divineness", but for individuals who do not have divineness, they are at best just advanced materials with extraordinarily solid materials. The divinity of Ahmore is fading every day, and since the "desacrificial" projects I led, his divinity has faded faster and faster, but so long has passed... How could the seal and bondage of those Settler's legacy have not weakened at all?

"The only explanation is that Amoen himself bound himself to the spot... As an individual born from the 'thought', his own mind had an overly powerful influence on himself."

"Will God be bound by his own 'thoughts'... This kind of bondage is even substantial?" Belsetia had an incredible look on her face, "Well, if a God thinks he is not bound by any kind, wouldn't it be..."

"It's a pity that we can't verify this, and judging from the existing information, this kind of good thing shouldn't happen," Gao Wen shook his head regretfully. "There's almost never a situation in this world that makes us wish for."

“…This is true.”

The two empire rulers smiled and teased each other about this not-so-friendly but also nurturing all things. At this moment, a familiar breath suddenly condensed in the nearby air, interrupting the conversation between Gowen and Belsetia.

Gao Wen looked in the direction where the breath came, and saw Amber's small figure jumping out of the crack in the shadow world. He couldn't help but laugh and joke: "It's really rare - do you still work overtime at night?"

"Do you think I think?" Amber had just stood firm on the ground and immediately complained with confidence, "Who told you to run to this place at night?"

"Okay, I know you are a night owl. You will run around when you have nothing to do at night," Gao Wen waved his hand and asked casually, "What happened? Is it still a trip myself?"

Amber curled her lips: "Actually, I'm just sending you a letter by the way. I've just heard from the inside line--"

Halfway through her speech, she glanced at the Silver Queen several times, and then Gao Wen nodded slightly to Belsetia and stepped to Amber. Belsetia also understood and took the initiative to walk aside and stood with the elves she brought.

"News came from the North," Amber whispered beside Gowen, "The Grand Consul of Victoria wants to go to Tallond in person - she asks for your opinion."

"Victoria? Go to Tallond in person? Is this her decision?" Gao Wen was surprised and felt that this didn't sound like the always calm and indifferent "Ice and Snow Lord" would take the initiative to propose. However, soon, the look of surprise on his face faded away, replaced by a brief thought. After thinking, he nodded slowly, "It's reasonable..."

"Is this your answer?" Amber blinked, "Don't you need to be clear?"

"Be clearer?" Gao Wen looked at the half-elf, "Then I would like to support it - of course, the premise is that she arranges official duties and provides a complete and reliable plan."

"Okay, then I'll go back and reply!" Amber waved his hand immediately. Before the words were finished, her figure had disappeared in front of Gao Wen's eyes.

At this time, Belsetia returned to Gaowen quietly. The Silver Queen looked at the direction where Amber had just disappeared, and after a long time, she spoke unexpectedly: "Your relationship with this 'Information Minister' is closer than I thought... You don't get along like superiors and subordinates, nor are you ordinary monarchs and ministers, but more like... close friends."

"Is that?" Gao Wen raised his eyebrows unexpectedly and replied casually, but he couldn't help but say something in his heart:

What should I say? After all, it is the relationship between the suspect and the stolen goods, right?
Chapter completed!