The dazzling white light lasted for a long time, until the whole world was silent before it began to slowly fade away.

The entire mirror island has been completely destroyed, the buffer zone once used by gods to repair mistakes no longer exists, and the last extraordinary place left in the world with the gods has completely disappeared.

A large patch of light and dark spots poured out from the vanishing mirror island, gradually forming outlines in the void, turning into different shapes. The giant bird in the lead pierced the silence with a clear roar, and its wings instantly lit up with golden red flames. After its slender tail feathers, there are two witch snakes, golden flying deer, long-toothed bear, thylacine... Counting down, there are exactly one hundred and twenty-six, and one is quite a lot.

They carried the people scattered from the mirror island down the upside-down waves, turned thousands of times, and finally returned to the sea.

When these godheads were gathered together, the rays of light were so strong that they could not even see their respective outlines, like a stream of clouds, with a warm wind blowing across the entire earth. They swept across the south coast, through the Andorha jungle, slid through the Bass Valley, bypassed everything they missed, and finally reached the snowy peaks of the far north.

This mountain peak is frosty and snowy. It can't be said to be majestic, but it has a lonely and cold taste. Standing alone in the most remote place, it seems to be the quietest watcher in the whole world. When this piece of earth's crust has not changed, when the ups and downs of thousands of years have not occurred, this mountain is much higher than it is now, and it has another name, called the Holy Mountain.

The pure white divine light followed the foot of the mountain and finally landed on the top of the snow peak.

They stood side by side gently and calmly, overlooking the whole earth for the last time on the top of the mountain, all the outlines became blurred, the golden red flame gradually extinguished, and the dazzling white light became warm and shallow...

When it finally spreads down from the top of the mountain and covers the whole earth, it is like the gentlest ray of morning light.

Three days later, people from all over the continent woke up one after another.

In the woodlands outside Bath Valley, the little lion class was one of the first to wake up. He lay on the ground blankly for a while, as if he didn't realize where he was and why he was in this place.

He blinked and found that he suddenly couldn't remember what happened before. He only remembered that he seemed to be entangled by a snake-like cane and was sucked into jerky.

Shit jerky? !

Ban Yilu turned over and sat up, only to realize that he was no longer in the form of a beast, but changed back to the appearance of a human being. Presumably Betan Day has passed completely. He lowered his head and scoured every part of his body, until he was sure that he was full of flesh, fresh and elastic, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

But before he could finish his breath, he was shocked again. Because he slowly remembered what happened here before he was entangled by the cane, albeit not so clearly. He remembered that he and his tribe had a terrible fight with the sand ghost, and a lot of people died...

resemble! And Dan!

Ban hurriedly stood up and rushed towards the two beasts that were still lying not far away... Oh no, they've turned back into humans.

But after just one look, he was stunned. If he remembered correctly, Xiao and Dan's hands and feet were abolished in that tragic battle, and the loss of blood alone was enough to kill them several times. But at this time, most of their wounds have healed, and they are not as bad as Ban remembers.

They were lying on their heads, and if it wasn't for the frowning of their brows and the mutilated legs and feet, Ban would have suspected that he was dreaming.

He scratched his chin, still a little unsure, so he reached out and gestured on Zhuang Handan's body, picking the most painful part of his waist and twisting it hard.

"Ow—" Dan let out a lively cry, closing his eyes and frowning just like a slap, and slapped Ben's sluggish paw away like a mosquito.

"It hurts, it's not a dream!" the wicked little brat thought contentedly.

In fact, he was still young, and he should have been at an age when he didn't know any worries, but he experienced the feeling of relief and the rest of his life in advance. He glanced at the clansmen all over the floor, they were still awake, and their brows were wrinkled in drowsiness. He should have called them up one by one, but suddenly he was a little lazy and wanted to stretch himself.

In fact, he also put it into practice. The little brat fell straight down with a "bang", rolled three times on the grass, rolled like a mud dog, and then lay on his back with his arms and legs wide open and laughed twice.

Before he woke up just now, he had a dream, dreaming of his father as tall as a mountain, he dreamed that Mai rubbed his head, then lifted him up on his shoulders like a puppy, and carried him Walking in the gentle morning light...

A few days later, most of the people who suffered because of the gods woke up. They shouted one by one and searched for the remaining people. They picked up a batch from the jungle and valley, and picked up another batch from the desert wilderness. Finally, It was found that there was also a large wave lying on the south coast.

There are thousands of people here, all of whom seem to have floated up from the sea and stranded on the beach. The clothes on their bodies were dried, and they even harvested a little sea salt for nothing. If they were shaken by anyone, they could save two bowls, which was quite a bargain.

The work of claiming these "floating corpses" at sea is not troublesome, because most of them come from St. Antis and some nearby towns. Not long after it was discovered, it was brought back by a group of troops from the Golden Lion Country.

Humans are indeed a very resilient being. They can endure blows and disasters. From returning to their town with wounds and embarrassment, to jumping around the streets with arms and crutches, this whole transition period. It only took about a month.

The emperor of North Emerald Country took the lead in killing himself, made himself a human skin sandbag, and disappeared together with the group of palace guards who had been killed by him, and went with the sand ghosts under the loess. That dry city-state small country has long been without a leader.

So after this encounter, the area of ​​Golden Lion Country has unexpectedly doubled several times, from the snow-capped peaks of the ice field to the north, the dense forest of Andoha to the south, the desert to the west, and the Great Rift Valley to the east. It covers the entire range of activities of the Ona tribe.

The commanders of the three major legions survived for most of the time. The Red Iron Army went up the Kelachang River and cleaned up the messy scene of the original North Emerald Country and the small city-states. The Bronze Army was not idle, helping the Golden Lion Country aborigines. The half-collapsed town houses were repaired, while the Wujin Iron Cavalry guarded the area of ​​the imperial city.

The folks are in full swing. The houses and waterways have been repaired, and life has gradually returned to the right track. Even the market has begun to have a lively shadow, which is quite a kind of waste. In contrast, the atmosphere in Ugin Hanging Palace is a bit heavy.

Because all the living people were awake, but the two of them were still unconscious and unresponsive, and they couldn't even feel the slightest breath. One was Kevin Fassbender, commander of the Bronze Army, and one was Emperor Osved Knorr.

If it weren't for the fact that Golden Lion Country has a relatively complete set of mechanisms for legions and ministers to perform their duties, I am afraid it will be the same as North Emerald Country and those city-states.

In fact, on the night the two were brought back to the Ugin Hanging Palace, all the medical officers with their eyes open were recruited, from the young to the old, none of them fell. On weekdays, these medical officers often disagree, and occasionally they will fight over some diseases. But for Kevin and Osved, the answers they gave were surprisingly consistent - there was no chance of life.

Mio and the other commanders stood around with their arms dangling and bandages, and when they heard this, their eyes went black.

They insisted on not believing in this evil, and they gathered a group of doctors from the people again, and showed them one by one, but the result remained unchanged.

The people brought back from the south coast woke up one after another during that week, including the imperial city cavalry, the attendants in the Ugin Hanging Palace, and those closest to the emperor and Kevin. Little Highness Sinnia, and Ian, the old housekeeper who has taken care of Osved for over 20 years.

This group of people who have truly witnessed the Empress God and Radiant God, after waking up, all seem extraordinarily dazed, as if speechless and demented, they have been dumb for two or three days in a row. Lie down with his eyes open, as if he had lost his soul on mirror island, and disappeared with the island.

A few days later, their situation finally got better, as if they were waking up from a big dream, they suddenly returned to normal, but they couldn't remember everything that happened on mirror island, only vaguely remember that they seemed to have seen a miracle , and God has completely disappeared.

The only ones left with a little impression are Ian and the patrol commander Peter. don't know if it was because Kevin gave them too much shock when he revealed his identity, the impression was too deep and indelible, or because they left Osved when they were on mirror island. And Kevin recently, received the last bit of divine light cage protection.

It's a pity that the two ebony coffins were shocked by the two ebony square coffins as soon as they regained their senses.

Old Ian glanced at Osved's bloodless face in the coffin. Before he could say a word, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

"Impossible... How is it possible... That's God... How can I not wake up? I will wake up..." Peter had bandages on his head and gauze on his knees. It's easy to hit, it's upright, and it looks like a zombie. He just stiffened his neck, staring at the two coffins and repeating.

After reading for a whole day, Mio and the others had to call him a few medical officers worriedly to see if his brain was also broken.

Poor old Ian was unconscious, Peter didn't have any allies, so he couldn't argue, and later, he began to wonder if he was really just a dream.

Old Ian was dizzy and dizzy again, Peter was muttering to himself, and Sinnia sat beside the two coffins every day, holding her cheeks and reading the story word by word.

Even the gang of iron-blooded men in the legion couldn't bear to see such a scene. What's more, Mio and the others thought that Kevin was a brother who was born and died. Even if he didn't have a crazy idea like Peter, they still didn't want to believe that the two of them would really not wake up again.

They kept stacking ice cubes beside the two coffins, and invited people from the Spirit Race to protect the coffins, just to prolong the time, hoping to wait for a healer who could bring miracles.

However, the longer the time passed, the more depressed everyone's will, and the faint hope disappeared little by little. It wasn't until Kevin and Osved lay in the coffin for nearly a month without a heartbeat or breath that they finally began to accept reality.

This night was the last day for the two coffins to stay in the hanging palace. Tomorrow was the scheduled burial day.

The officers and ministers left the hanging palace one after another before the night ban, leaving only Sinnia, Ian and Mio who planned to stay until the last minute in the entire palace.

"I..." Mio wiped his face wearily. He had barely slept for a month since he picked up Kevin and Osved. He blinked his bloodshot eyes hard, and said to Ian, "I'm going back now, don't stay too late, it's time for your little highness to go to bed... I'll be on time tomorrow—"

click-

"Bring the legion towait what was the sound just now?!" Mio was stunned for a moment before realizing it. A strange sound came from somewhere behind him. At first glance, it sounded like something hard hit the wood. sound.

He looked suspiciously, and his gaze fell on the two covered coffins.

Mio: "..."

His face was in disbelief for a moment, and then he twitched because of this haunted movement, and together it looked a little distorted.

Benedict——

The strange sound rang out again, this time Mio heard it more clearly, and he was sure it was coming from the coffin on the left.He stuck his limbs there stiffly, staring at the coffin without turning his eyes, not knowing whether to open it or not.

But in the next second, he didn't have to worry about this problem anymore, because the coffin lid slid sideways by itself, and the wooden rubbing sound seemed hollow in the hall, giving people a layer of goose bumps out of thin air.

With a snap, a pale and thin hand stretched out and pressed it against the edge of the coffin.Then, His Excellency Kevin Fassbender, who had been "dead" for a month, sat up straight from the coffin and staged another corpse fraud.

Mio: "………………" What the hell?