Chapter 229 The Return of the Eldest Son (3k)

There is nothing to say about what happened after that.

They revisited the old place, worshipped by the crowd and met the messenger.

When night falls again.

For the first time, Goddess Selene did not stay with Morn all the time, but went straight to the kitchen.

Start preparing dinner for your lover with the ingredients that were delivered urgently.

For the immortals, food is no longer a necessity, but preparing food for others, especially for loved ones, seems to have always been the greatest hobby of the immortals.

Because she was worried that she would lose her rustiness after not having cooked for many years, Selene went to the kitchen very early.

Morn wanted to go along to see what was going on, but Selene refused and locked him out of the kitchen.

So Moon could only come to the outside of the palace alone and watch the night view quietly.

When the pocket watch was opened, the horrific crack was still as hideous as ever.

After staring for a moment, Moon closed the pocket watch and put it away.

He then began to think about what he had seen during the day. It was not Aurora, nor the vampires, nor the Seven Hills.

But it was a group of lone geese, a total of seven Yana geese.

Seven was the sacred number of the eye, and the Sars who came after him abolished seven as the sacred number of prophets.

So that guy is alive?

First Anstis, then Sals
After frowning slightly, Moon couldn't help but sigh when he knew the answer.

You are prophets, not cockroaches!

Could you please not be so disgusting?
So the question now is, where is that guy?
Given his entanglement with me, we will definitely run into each other in the future. And if the target is him, it is unrealistic to find him by relying on extraordinary means.

The prophet must die.

This was the only thing that Moen insisted on when he almost reached the wrong end.

Of the three troublemakers, only one is left, the most difficult one.

This made Moon feel indescribable pressure.

The prophet is the bad guy who is most likely to cause everything in Morn to collapse in an instant.

But if you think about it carefully, the most important thing now is not how to find him, but to prevent him from making in-depth predictions about a certain identity of his.

After a brief pause, Moon decided to give him a big one to shock him.

The Ring of Earth was taken from Morn's hand.

This represents the powerful force of one of the nine commandments of mankind and is also a legacy from ancient times.

If there is anything that would make that guy feel deeply fearful.

That was the only thing.

A blasphemous feast that had been buried deep in history by the eldest sons.

Morn turned and walked towards King Durin's forge hall. King Durin was a dwarf, and dwarves were best at forging.

So King Turin also has a forge hall of his own.

There was everything Morn needed.

Balin, who was called over, accompanied Moon to King Turin's forge hall in confusion.

This place was originally sealed, but if it was Morn, the dwarves were willing to reopen it.

Anyway, the Moon King had used this place before.

As the dusty door was pushed open, the extinguished oven appeared directly before Moon's eyes.

The many dwarf masters who came in with Morn looked at those ancient relics with burning eyes.

This is the pinnacle of dwarven creation.

Balin also looked around with envy and asked Moon:

"So what are you going to do? If you want to build something, we'll preheat the furnace for you right now."

"Excuse me, I'll pick something for myself first."

The dwarves nodded and started working immediately. After being silent for countless generations, the flames from the center of the earth once again flowed through the dwarves' pipes and furnaces.

The scorching breath instantly filled the entire room.

"Ahahaha, there really is no problem at all!"

Looking at the perfectly functioning forge, the dwarf masters all laughed out loud.

At the same time, they were increasingly looking forward to what the Moon King would create.

When Moon came back with all the things, the dwarves were a little surprised.

Because the other party only brought a medium-sized forging hammer and a dagger.

"What do you want?"

Moon looked at the dagger and hammer in his hand and said:

"I'm sorry I can't explain it, and can you please leave now?"

Moon hopes that as few people as possible know about what he is going to do. This is for his own safety as well as theirs.

The dwarves had no objections, and after confirming that the fire was burning normally and would not go out on its own, they bowed and left.

When Moon was the only one left in the huge forging hall.

Moon cut his palm towards the furnace in front of him.

Blood spilled into the furnace and flames blazed.

But the temperature of the entire room suddenly dropped from scorching hot to freezing cold.

It was in stark contrast to the raging flames that almost burned the entire oven red.

Seeing this, Moon placed the Ring of Earth on the anvil without hesitation.

This is a powerful ring that is theoretically almost impossible to destroy by normal means.

Because its power source is of extremely high standards.

The ring itself also resists all changes.

However, he still had a way to destroy Moon's words.

Blood was still flowing from the palm of his hand that he had cut himself, but Moon was completely unaware of the pain and used his own blood to outline a complex rune on the anvil.

After confirming again and again that there was no mistake in the inscription, Moon placed the Ring of Earth on it.

He clenched his palms and let his blood drip onto the ring.

The inscription began to burn, and the ring shone brighter. Moon also struck with the hammer in his hand.

There was a sound of metal clashing, and one of the nineteen rings that Lilith had crushed with great effort shattered in an instant.

And there is no sign of recovery.

It didn't attract any attention.

Before the inscription burns out.

Moon took a deep breath and scattered the ring fragments into the cold, burning furnace.

The change happened at this moment. The moment the ring fragments fell in, the entire furnace began to extinguish from the landing point.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the fire that filled half of the forge hall was completely extinguished and frozen.

This is not a failure, this is a success!

When the last eye returned, the whole human union manifested the miracle from Him.

And when Morn's ring finally burned and returned.

The whole world heard a voice.

That's the sudden beating of the heart.

Although it lasted only for a moment, the sound undoubtedly entered everyone's ears.

Even the deaf could hear this sound at this moment.

This is true for any living creature, including elves, horned men, humans, giants, orcs, dwarves, and goblins.

The sound of the beating heart was like thunder.

But the strange thing is that no one was afraid of this. They were confused and puzzled, but also felt extremely at ease.

No one knows why, because no one has ever encountered such a thing.

People could only speculate that this might be a sign of the return of a supreme being.

Some people are even bolder and say that this is the beginning of the awakening of the original.

And claimed that what they heard was the heartbeat of the Creator!

But as to where this voice came from, neither mortals nor gods and kings knew.

And under the prosperous city of Renlian.

As people were streaming through the streets and alleys, they were also eagerly discussing the wonders they had seen during the day.

That is the manifestation of the number seven.

Some people said it was a miracle, some said it was a prank by someone, and some thought it might be the return of a wandering AI.

But strangely, the People's United Daily News government remained silent on this.

When faced with inquiries from citizens, they simply said that they were investigating.

But because there was no substantial loss, there was no major change in people's mood.

Just keep discussing this matter.

And in the crowd, a skinny man with a strange tattoo on his neck was looking at this very different world.

There was no curiosity in his eyes, even though all this was unknown to him.

The only thing in his eyes was wisdom, a deep wisdom that could be understood just by looking at him.

It was as if this man saw through all the causes and effects of the world and time.

In fact, everyone who came into contact with him felt the same way.

Couples who talk to him get just the right push from him to get closer.

The confused middle-aged man found his direction after talking to him.

The dying old man received great comfort just from his chance encounter with him.

He is like a wise prophet, guiding everyone who meets him.

But now, he, everyone around him, and this foreign land he is in.

Everyone heard that heartbeat.

People looked around in increasing surprise, trying to find the source of the sound. It was not until they discovered that people around them had the same reaction that they realized that the sound seemed to be the same as the number seven during the day.

But just like over there, people were confused and puzzled, but they felt particularly at ease with this sound that should have been very terrifying.

In both worlds, there was only one person who was an exception.

That's the skinny guy with the weird tattoo on his neck.

The moment he heard the beating of his heart, his pupils shrank sharply.

Then he looked around in disbelief, trying to tell himself that it was just an accident, but when he saw that others were the same.

He nearly stumbled and fell.

How can it be? !
A huge feeling of suffocation emerged like a tide, drowning him in the moistureless streets.

With a plop, he fell to the ground, suffocated and drowned like a mortal about to drown.

Passersby who noticed that something was wrong with him tried to come forward to help him up and kindly asked about his health.

But he couldn't hear the voices of passers-by, nor could he escape the terrible suffocation.

Even though he knew better than anyone that this suffocating feeling as if he was about to drown came from his own fear.

He just pushed the passers-by away like a clown, and then stumbled away.

He just wanted to get away from where he heard the sound.

They were all there then, but now I’m the only one left.

If that was true, then he couldn't imagine what would happen in the future.

After running blindly for a long time, he finally fell to the ground and gasped for breath like a thirsty fish.

The voice disappeared.

But there is no mistake, it must be Him!
Happy New Year!

He has come to take it all back!

He will not forgive me, and Mother will not forgive us!

Hide, hide, must hide!
It’s impossible to win, it’s impossible to win, I’m the only one left!

It’s just me!!!
He struggled to get up, using his hands and feet together, and then he stumbled and disappeared into the depths of the street just like his vanishing wisdom.

And where he was originally going, some people with inverted triangles drawn on the back of their hands walked out of the room and looked around suspiciously.

(End of this chapter)