As the sun fell, the Nail of Hantian completely disappeared from high in the sky.

The power of the Great God of Glory was also exhausted with the young man's full release. The pendant hanging around Bai Qiyun's neck also turned into a real decoration, and the power contained in it disappeared.

This battle that should have ended thousands of years ago finally ended with the participation of future generations.

Bai Qiyun's weapons also turned into the previous aqua blue color as his divine power was exhausted, and the injuries on his body were repaired before his divine power disappeared.

Looking at the suddenly smaller wind and snow around him, Bai Qiyun could still see some greenery from some corners.

This is natural. After all, the ancient country of Fendenir was founded as an oasis in the wind and snow. Now that the power of the Cold Sky Nail has been removed, the place should be restored to what it should have been thousands of years ago.

only...

Feeling the remaining coldness around him, Bai Qiyun felt that this time-consuming process would probably take at least several decades.

But all this has nothing to do with him.

The wings behind him fluttered, and the young man turned around and descended to the top of the snow-capped mountain.

Without the Cold Sky Nail, the seal on the top of the mountain seemed useless. Bai Qiyun used the pendant to collect the remaining power.

After all, this is also the power of the glorious god. Although it is some scraps left after thousands of years, it is better than nothing.

When everything was over, Bai Qiyun returned all the way along the mountain road he came from, and finally found traces of people at the entrance of the snow-capped mountains.

"The cook!"

Seeing a young man's figure walking over a patch of white snow, Paimon hurried over to greet him.

Ying acted quickly and sent Gaza to the doctor before her injuries worsened to start treatment. By the time Bai Qiyun came back, her condition had stabilized.

Hearing the noise outside the wooden house, Ying walked out of the house where the wounded were placed.

"What happened in the end?"

Having met Baroque in the Old Palace, she vaguely guessed the identity of the giant dragon at the top of the snow-capped mountains, and she most likely had something to do with that man.

Hearing this, Bai Qiyun's expression froze for a moment, but then relaxed.

"That guy... I guess there's no big problem. By the way, Gaza is fine."

Unwilling to talk more about Baroque, Bai Qiyun changed the topic to the wounded.

Ying seemed to be aware of this, but did not go into details. She narrowed her golden eyes, looking like a cat that had just hunted.

"Thanks to the doctors, I'm safe and sound."

"That's good."

After a brief exchange of greetings with the girl, Bai Qiyun walked towards Fanmire who was standing aside looking at the lake.

Looking at the gradually thawing lake in front of him, with the waves sweeping away the melted ice, Fanmire sighed.

Suddenly, footsteps came from behind.

"It's Your Excellency the Brave One. Just be fine."

Under the surprised gaze of the priest, Bai Qiyun took off the pendant on his body, handed it to the man in front of him, and informed Fanmire of the changes on the top of the snow mountain.

Of course, he didn't say much about the Baroque matter. It was better to leave this matter to the Knights.

After all, Gaza is also injured now. As a father, Fanmire needs to deal with the affairs of the clan and is a little busy. It would be better to tell him when Gaza wakes up later.

As for now....

Bai Qiyun focused his attention on the man in front of him. Fanmire lowered his head and sorted out the information he had just obtained.

After hearing about the series of changes that had taken place in the snow-capped mountains, his first reaction was that he was quite surprised.

But that kind of change is obvious to everyone, and it's not like lying.

"Well... the disappearance of the Cold Sky Nail is a big deal, but for us the benefits far outweigh the disadvantages. On the contrary, Your Excellency the Brave..."

Halfway through his words, Fanmire stopped his intention to continue speaking and shook his head with a smile.

The man collected his emotions, took half a step back, and bowed solemnly towards Bai Qiyun.

"Thank you very much for your life-saving grace in Gaza. I can't thank you enough."

This time there was no so-called 'brave' or 'sacrifice'. Fanmire simply expressed his gratitude to the young man in front of him as a father.

Seeing this, Bai Qiyun accepted the gift generously.

In his opinion, this is not a good time to be humble. Doing so will make the man in front of him feel more comfortable.

"It should be done with a little effort."

Bai Qiyun shook his head, took out the long sword behind him with his right hand, and handed it over.

"This is...."

At first glance, Fanmire did not recognize what this thing was. After racking his brains, he found the figure of this thing in his memory.

Rumor has it that at the last moment of the ancient country's demise, the whole country worked together to create a weapon for use by the 'brave'. However, there is no clear record of the whereabouts of that weapon, only the fact that it once existed.

Originally, Fanmire thought it was just a legendary object, but he didn't expect it to actually appear here. It can only be said to be God's will.

"Since this thing was obtained by Your Majesty the Brave, it means it is destined to you, and I hope you will accept it."

After knowing the origin of the big sword, Fanmire did not hesitate at all and returned it directly to the young man in front of him.

Such a happy decision made Bai Qiyun feel a little embarrassed.

And despite saying that, it seems that the person who actually found this thing was Yinglai.

Just when Bai Qiyun was still hesitating, several members of Imon Loka's tribe came over from the other side, looking like they had something to do with Fanmire.

"Then let's stop talking here and express my gratitude to you once again, Your Excellency the Brave One."

After bidding farewell to Bai Qiyun, Fanmierlei once again devoted himself to handling the affairs of the clan.

Matters related to the snowy mountains and the relocation of the tribesmen were a lot of things waiting for him to deal with.

When the surroundings calmed down, Bai Qiyun followed Ying into the wooden house.

Gaza's face, lying on the bed, was a little pale, but it was much better than when he was in the snowy mountains.

"Shh."

Just as Paimon was about to say hello, he was pulled back by Ying. The girl stretched out her finger and put it in front of her lips.

Don't make any noise when a patient is around.

After understanding what Ying meant, Paimon quickly covered his mouth with his hands, leaving only a pair of big eyes outside, and nodded seriously.

"Guys, the situation in Gaza has gotten much better. Don't worry too much."

Wakayinong stood up from her daughter's side, the sadness on her face dissipated a lot.

It seems that her daughter's health is a huge good thing to her. Compared with it, the discarded belongings in the snowy mountains are nothing.
Chapter completed!