Volume 4: The Cataclysm Chapter 130 Departure
Marvin was stunned.
At that moment, the mark on the palm of his hand suddenly began to heat up.
He thought it was an illusion before, but now when he turned his hand over, he suddenly saw a miniature version of the Scales of Truth!
He knew how powerful the God of Truth was. As an ancient god, once her power was restored, it would be almost impossible to measure her using the existing methods of measuring the power of gods.
If he became her guardian knight, most of the gods or demons in this world would not dare to cause trouble for him.
This is a great temptation.
However, he shook his head and rejected Jasmine's invitation.
His answer was simple.
"I just protect those who need my protection."
“I am a person without faith. Truth is precious, but I am sorry that I still do not have the ability to believe in anything.”
This answer didn't seem to surprise Jasmine.
She just nodded and smiled sweetly.
"If that's the case, it doesn't matter."
"Thank you very much for protecting me when I was at my weakest. Griffin is my paladin, so he was inspired by me. But I am really surprised that you could do this."
"Anyway, if you need my help, you know how to find me."
She winked playfully.
The scales of truth in Marvin's hand suddenly disappeared.
Marvin was thoughtful.
"You guys are leaving?"
He looked at Jasmine and Griffin.
Jasmine nodded:
"I have been away from this world for too long. I don't even know what it looks like now..."
"I'll go find some people..."
"I will also visit some places... Anyway, I believe we will meet again one day."
Her voice became softer and softer, and the light of the Libra of Truth gradually faded. Marvin saw that the two of them gradually faded away under the shining golden light and disappeared into this space.
In the last scene, Marvin saw Griffin nodding at him.
Marvin was also very happy that this holy knight with a strong sense of justice could be resurrected.
What kind of changes will the reappearance of this master and servant in this chaotic world bring to the world?
Marvin was curious.
You know, in the game process of the previous life, there was no such thing as the resurrection of the God of Truth!
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"Now that they're gone, it's time for us to leave too."
Minsk said lightly.
He came here to try to stop the resurrection of the God of Wilderness.
Now, not only did the God of Wilderness fail to survive, but he also witnessed the reincarnation of the God of Truth with his own eyes. It really makes people sigh at the mystery of the world.
"Please don't disclose anything here to anyone."
Vanya said softly, "The return of the God of Truth will surely cause a huge wave, and no one will pay attention to other aspects. I hope you can keep what happened here a secret."
Marvin and Minsk both nodded.
Hathaway directly threw out the Grip of Cold Light.
The Moon Goddess was not vague either. She used her magic and soon peeled the Night Flower out of the Grip of Cold Light.
The Night Flower merged into the Void Jar, and finally, the last piece of the puzzle of the [Heim's Scepter] was obtained.
Marvin's heart moved, and he released Isabel from the white paper space.
She was under Bandle's spell and unable to move. After obtaining the Night Flower, it was easy for her to lift the curse.
Isabel is free.
Marvin decided to go all out and released the poor Winter Assassin as well.
After all, this guy was completely an innocent victim back then, and Hathaway was surprisingly easy to talk to. It took her a lot of effort to lift the curse on the Winter Assassin.
He went from being a ridiculous whispering bug to a middle-aged assassin.
"Fuck! After all these years... I'm finally back to being human."
Winter Assassin's eyes filled with tears.
Isabel rolled her eyes at him, but she didn't say much. The Winter Assassin had indeed suffered a lot, and no one could understand how he had survived so many years in the endless darkness.
If it were an ordinary person, he would have gone crazy. The fact that he survived proved that he was very strong-willed.
"This was once your weapon, so I'll return it to you now."
Vanya waved her hand, and the Grip of Cold Light flew towards the Winter Assassin.
Ma Wen was slightly stunned, and pointed at Miss Yin Yue who was breathing weakly on the ground: "What about her?"
The Moon Goddess gave a bitter smile: "She doesn't need this thing anymore."
"No god can truly come back from the dead. Bandar's obsession affected my judgment, and this time it almost caused a disaster."
"Although her soul has reassembled, it won't last long... at most... fifteen minutes."
Everyone was silent.
Some things are really unavoidable.
The boundary between life and death is sometimes difficult for even the greatest gods to cross.
“Luna…”
“Luna…”
A weak voice sounded from a corner.
The thin soul fire seemed to be almost extinguished. However, he still floated up with difficulty and flew towards Miss Silver Moon.
Miss Yinyue slowly opened her eyes.
"Give them some time."
Ma Wen and others left tactfully.
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Holy Light City, on the southern hills.
"It's time to return to Fenan."
Ma Wen looked at the snow-capped mountains in the distance and suddenly felt a little emotional.
He had been training in the bloody wasteland for a full eight days, but for Fenan's people, only half a day had passed.
Time flies so fast that he wishes he could practice here for a longer period of time.
But the appearance of the Dream Guardian sounded the alarm.
This is the Blood Wasteland, not Fenan, and it is not safe enough. At present, it is still very dangerous for Marvin to encounter a top servant of God. He has made many enemies in the multiverse. After the shock caused by the return of the God of Truth, perhaps the subordinates of the Dragon God Hartson or the Demon Lord Balkh have been coming in an endless stream.
Since we have found Minsk, we might as well return to Fenan as soon as possible.
Before leaving, he asked Hathaway to collect the heart of the dungeon in the Regis ruins.
The witch of Anze always has all kinds of magical methods. She peeled out the huge heart of the dungeon from the Regis ruins and placed it in a white jar.
This jar is different from the Void Jar. It does not have much magic power, but it is a very good thing for storing items.
Marvin roughly estimated that the internal space of this thing was almost equivalent to a half-plane.
Hathaway was generous, so Marvin would naturally not be stingy.
Before leaving, he gave her the [Magic Eye] that he had obtained from Balkh.
The Demon Eye is a treasure that is exclusively used by witches. It is very sharp. I believe that in the hands of the Witch King, it will shine brightly.
Hathaway didn't refuse either, and the two now have a unique tacit understanding.
They didn't mention anything about the past.
They knew that things were different now. Marvin was the master of the White River Sanctuary, a person valued by the God of Truth; and Hathaway was the Queen of Ashes, the hope for the future of Anze.
They each have their own paths ahead, and perhaps one day they will have the chance to get back together.
But in the process, they will encounter many difficulties and obstacles, and more often than not, they have to face them alone.
Hathaway left without any hesitation. She had the ability to travel through space directly and disappeared in front of everyone.
The rest of the people were not so easy to deal with.
They had to build a portal. Fortunately, the Migratory Bird Council had anticipated this and the tool kit prepared for Marvin included a fixed-point plane teleportation array.
After regaining his freedom, Winter Assassin said he wanted to experience the world again.
He threw the divine weapon, Grip of Cold Light, to his disciple, patted his butt, and left in a cool manner.
Isabel was a little reluctant, but after much hesitation, she decided to return to Fenan with Marvin.
She knew her mentor had his own things to do.
And it is time for me to fulfill the oath I made silently before.
The portal was built quickly.
As the son of the ancient god of nature, Minsk is extremely knowledgeable in all aspects, especially in witchcraft, magic circles and other knowledge, almost comparable to legendary wizards.
Thirty minutes later, the micro-plane lighthouse was lit.
Far away, Fenan, the old tree man who had been guarding the gate, saw the fire and immediately gave the order:
"Bring them back!"
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Returning to Fenan seemed like a lifetime ago to Marvin.
In fact, he left Fenan through an entrance to the Emerald City at midnight.
But it was only the early morning of the next day when he saw the old tree man's smiling face again.
His mission was originally planned to last for two weeks, so he sent a letter to the White River Valley.
I didn't expect the over-achievement to be so exaggerated.
The thrilling experiences along the way also made him a little scared.
During the few days in the bloody wasteland, he encountered countless extremely dangerous situations.
This is almost unimaginable for Fenan.
This made him realize completely that his strength was not strong enough!
He is not ready to confront God head-on!
At this moment, outside the Universe Magic Pool, countless new gods are eyeing themselves and the White River Valley.
He must continue to improve himself madly!
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Marvin also gained a lot from this trip to the bloody wasteland.
In addition to obtaining the two originally agreed leaves and a secret book on breaking the limits of the human body from the Migratory Bird Council, his own strength also improved by leaps and bounds.
The Lord of Darkness was promoted to Level 2, the advanced virtual godhood was successfully activated, and he also obtained a magical item that could transform him into a great druid.
Most importantly, he found Isabel.
Now a young girl, Isabel possesses extremely terrifying assassination abilities.
She had made it clear that she would follow Marvin in the days ahead.
This is great news for Marvin and the White River Valley.
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Marvin completed the task happily, but the Migratory Bird Council seemed a little embarrassed.
They did find Minsk, but the descendant of the ancient god of nature was unable to contact the ancient god of nature.
The World Tree is still withering.
The people they sent to [Green Sea Wonderland] had not yet responded, which made the old tree man worried.
They organized a second team, led by Minsk, to visit the Green Sea Wonderland again.
The old tree man originally wanted to continue asking Marvin for help, but this time Marvin refused.
He would never leave Fenan until he was strong enough to fight against some gods.
He didn't want to experience the same feeling of powerlessness he had felt in the wilderness palace again.
The old tree man had no choice but to watch Marvin take Isabel away.
"My Lord, where are we going next?"
On the way out of the Emerald City, the usually silent Isabel asked a rare question.
Marvin smiled and pointed to the southwest:
"Ravis."
“That’s where my grandfather came from…”
