C12 The Exhausted Vivian

Albert stared for a long time at Upton, who was brooding over something; he wanted to know the rest of the story, but did not want to interrupt the other with his words.

After a few minutes, Ampton came back from his contemplation, he smiled with an apologetic face and continued.

"Then another ancient god descended upon the world, and like the last one, he compelled all the souls of the world.

Lies began to appear and soon filled this world, and once again, the Sun God, Hyperion, became enraged, and so the war of the gods began again.

Unlike the last time, the Sun God needed to spare his divine power to suppress the power of the last Ancient God, so after defeating the Ancient God this time, he could not exterminate the soul of the Ancient God in time.

The soul of the Ancient God was like a black tide flowing freely on the continent, and wherever it passed, it was eroded by his evil will.

Even though there were only fragments of his soul left, the ancient god was still afraid of Heibalon, and the temples dedicated to the sun god were bypassed by it, but the other places were eroded into pieces by it.

places were eroded by it into an abyss.

The eroded continents began to become uneven, the high ones became continental and empty islands, and the low ones became the blue sea of today.

The suffering of the world was so heartbreaking to Hebron that he could not let the remains of the Ancient God continue to bleed souls, so he devoured his flesh as he had done with the last Ancient God."

Albert listened so intently that, without regard for propriety, he immediately followed up the subsequent events when the other paused.

And Ampton, unconcerned by Albert's rudeness, smiled, changed his sitting position, and continued.

"Further on, a third ancient god descended.

It brought with it madness and disorder.

Wars began to appear on the three continental islands and even on top of the empty islands, with people destroying order and destroying everything as if they were mad.

Hebron had long since lost hope of peace with the foreign ancient god, and their war began as soon as this ancient god appeared.

But by this time the Sun God was not as strong as he used to be, and his light had turned from blazing white to withering yellow.

During the long war, although Heber Dragon defeated this ancient god, he was also seriously injured, not only did he not have the ability to exterminate the ancient god's spiritual

soul, he didn't even have the strength to devour and suppress his opponent's flesh anymore.

Fortunately, at this time, the followers of the Sun God took over the will of the Hebron, and they risked seizure and distortion to divide the body of the Ancient God into small pieces, scattering them in the Sun God's sanctuaries on the various empty islands to suppress them."

Hearing this, Albert's heart stuttered.

The empty islands, the Inferno God Cult, the strange Prysmian holy relics, and the twisted and insane crew member Pato, all of these were linked together at this moment.

Albert's rationality was denying his own conjecture, he wanted to tell himself that it was nothing more than a coincidence, but the obsessive conjecture gave reason a very powerful slap in the face.

"What would happen if the pieces of the ancient god's body were put together?"

Upton looked at the serious-looking Albert for a long time and burst out laughing.

"Why so serious all of a sudden?These are just myths ......"

Albert scratched his cheeks in embarrassment, his attitude towards myths had indeed shifted too quickly from scoffing to seriously asking questions.

"I'm just curious ...... aren't they mentioned in mythology?"

Upton exhaled, his expression turning serious, like a parent telling a bedtime ghost story.

"The ancient gods will be resurrected, and the war of the gods will begin again, but this time, the sun god may not be victorious."

Albert was silent for a while and finally decided not to be mediocre.

He shrugged his shoulders and said easily, "That's really bad, but there's one thing I'm curious about, don't these three ancient gods have names?"

"The name they have been handed down to us is Ancient Gods."

"That's quite a difference from what I've heard in folklore ......"

"Yeah, there's also a large portion of the ones passed down in folklore that have been twisted by the ruling class.

They'd be deliberately preached things like obedience to the powerful, strict class, self admonition, etc etc."

"Doesn't that become a means of domination?"

"That's right, that's why the Prymus Theocracy is all over the Valance main road nowadays, knowing that in the times of our rule, the continent of Valance

was a place of religious freedom."

"Is it hard to believe that there is still religious persecution here ......"

Upton looked at Albert incredulously, as if accusing Albert of ignoring someone's crime in broad daylight.

"If you mean persecution and backstabbing brought about by differences in beliefs, then the answer is undoubtedly that there is.

After these two hundred years of ridiculous rule, all other religions have been driven out of the sunlight, and those poor people gather in gloomy houses with a few of the same faith singing softly and carefully in praise of their god.

The sun-god gave us life, gave us the right to enjoy it freely, but what are the rulers doing now?

God of the most precious part of what he has given us ......"

The more Ampton spoke, the more agitated he became, his wave of calmness that was the same as John's disappeared, and even his words were mixed with anger.

Albert felt that at this moment, Upton was like the Sun God Hebron who had risen up when he realized that the ancient gods were infringing on life.

And he was going to do the same thing as Hebron, who for a dozen generations and two hundred years had been trying to take back the throne and the guard over the populace

Guardianship.

As much as Albert sensed the anger in Upton, Upton felt himself losing his temper and was awkwardly there.

Fortunately, Albert gave him a step and asked some irrelevant questions, so he was able to get rid of the embarrassment and became civilized again.

After the meal, Albert looked at his pocket watch, the time of departure is coming.

They deposited their horses at the inn and prepared to head through town to the Crescent's landing site.

Just as they were crossing the disorganized empty harbor, they saw Vivian sitting frozen on her horse.

Her long skirt had disappeared, her shirt carried flakes of mud and dirt, and she had a long dagger strapped to the outside of her thigh-length petticoats, with the latch open as if she had once drawn it.

She looked awful, like a marathoner who had run the whole race through thick and thin, only to find that instead of flowers and applause at the finish line, there was a lifetime ban.

Walter beckoned, but Vivian's empty eyes could no longer see anything, and she lurched and fell off the horse's back.

to come.

Albert only felt that something flew out, and immediately after his eyes blurred, a man appeared out of nowhere beside Vivian, who steadily caught

He steadily caught Vivian who was about to fall to the ground.

Albert looked at Walter, who was holding Vivian in his arms and calling out softly, and turned his head to look at Upton, who had a reproachful look in his eyes that flashed by.

flashed past.

"And he's so good!?"

"Well, the king's guard."

"How did he get over there?"

In the face of Albert's question, Upton cocked his head, as if pondering whether or not he should continue to hide on Walter's battle prowess.

"I don't know, it's a skill that only they Lane can learn, other clansmen just can't learn it even if they want to."

In response to this perfunctory answer, Albert knew the other party's intention, he patted Ampton's shoulder and said, "Don't worry, his skills will be dispatched

no use."

Vivian's consciousness was on the verge of collapse.

In the chaotic, dark space of consciousness, the possibility of Ampton falling into the turquoise sea kept echoing.

She regretted that she hadn't been able to kill the two robbers fast enough, she regretted that she had slowed down due to the cold and fatigue of her body, and she even hated her chestnut-colored horse for not being able to travel a thousand miles in a day.

In short, all that remained in her feeble mind was remorse, the remorse of being separated from the king, from the love of her life.

A call came from the darkness, but Vivian could no longer tell from whom it came; remorse and fatigue had shattered her mind.

consciousness shattered.

She tried to respond to the call, but never managed to make a sound.

Just as her consciousness was about to dissipate, the call came closer and closer, so close that even Vivian, weak as she was, could tell where it came from.

It was Walter!

It was Walter!

She sprang to her feet, and her tired consciousness hissed her eyes open.

An ecstatic shiver ran through her body, and she knew that Walter was the King's guard, and as long as the King was there, he was there.

She grasped Walter's arms with a look of delight.

"Great! You guys are okay ......"

A blush appeared on Walter's young face as he nervously asked, "Why are you here? Didn't you have to go to the Marquis de Gilly's in Linstone to deliver a message?"

"I've been there!''

Vivian said, struggling to get up, and she looked up at the approaching Ampton as if she were looking up at the sun.

"I have accomplished the task you gave me, my lord! Let me go with you!"

Ampton frowned as he alternated between looking at the exhausted Vivian and the expectant Walter on the sidelines, and after a moment's thought turned his head

to Albert.

"May I? Captain?"

The ball was kicked into his own arms which was really beyond Albert's expectations, but the words of the golden master had already been considered an implicit approval, so what reason did he have to

Refuse it.

After hearing Albert's sentence "can", Vivian long breath of relief, the whole body is relaxed, fell asleep.