Chapter 221: Void

The old man had a glimmer of hope in his heart, and his killing intent had dissipated significantly. He left the Abyss of Demons directly after the battle. If Sexus had been deceiving him, then he would destroy the world without hesitation.

He looked at Leo, surrounded by many people in the distance, with a complex expression, and sighed.

“Forget it, I will wait for news.”

The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.

Speaking of which, that brat had companions willing to die for him, which was indeed a significant change.

Michelle and her group returned to the Bansel Kingdom, not teleporting directly back to the imperial capital, but instead arriving at the border of the imperial capital.

“Is there a way to resurrect him?”

Michelle carried Leo on her back, unable to hide the sadness on her face.

Vernia shook her head, “Life and death have always been the domain of heaven and earth. Even gods cannot manipulate life at will. If Leo’s vital points were not damaged, an ordinary god could revive him at a cost. In his case, only the Goddess of Life could heal him. But the Goddess of Life has already fallen, killed by Sexus. Sexus was once a mortal, and he indeed possessed the miraculous power to kill gods. This power is considered a miracle; perhaps he has a way to resurrect someone.”

Michelle’s heart felt like ashes; Sexus was the enemy, and she held no hope.

At least there was some hope left: defeat Sexus and find a way to resurrect Leo. To do this, she needed to bury Leo in a secret location to prevent scheming individuals from probing his powerful strength through his corpse.

“You all go back first; I want to bury him nearby.”

Michelle looked at the vast land, with mountains and rivers. Leo had once said that he belonged to the mountains and forests and had only come into the world by chance. Now, letting him return to the mountains and forests was also good.

“Your Highness, the Saintess, you go ahead; we will guard nearby.”

The others were uneasy about leaving her alone here.

“Don’t come near me.”

Michelle entered the nearby forest alone, carrying Leo, and after a while, she moved to another place.

Dark clouds drifted in from afar, covering the already dim sky. A light rain began to fall, quickly turning into a torrential downpour, washing away the filthy world.

In response to this scene, they stood like wooden stakes in the ground, unmoving, allowing the rain to beat down on them, feeling a chilling sensation all over, cold to the core.

Raindrops pattered on the ground, and the muddy land was covered with a layer of rainwater, becoming pockmarked.

A girl in white stumbled across the ground, her white clothes stained with mud. She was completely unconcerned, kneeling on the ground, using her delicate, pale fingers to dig at the dirt pit bit by bit.

Memories of the past gradually surfaced in her mind. The girl numbly dug at the earth, each movement a release of her feelings for the young man. Only in this way could she fill the emptiness in her heart.

Her fingers were scraped, and blood stained the dirt. Compared to the pain of her body, the pain in her heart was the most deeply etched.

Hatred, anger, sadness, sorrow, and regret—this series of negative emotions that should not have appeared on the Chosen Saintess surged forth one by one, ultimately dominated by endless sorrow. The surging emotions turned into tears, washed clean by the cold rainwater, mixing and dripping onto the ground.

She bit her silver teeth, and her tear-streaked eyes appeared particularly bright in the dim world, carrying the resolute beauty of a young girl.

After digging the pit, a small mound of earth piled up beside her. Michelle placed Leo in a silver box, a legendary item that could preserve anything without the passage of time.

After closing the box, she buried the young man, along with all the feelings in her heart.

After doing all this, she arranged some magic circles around to conceal the area.

Michelle and her group returned to the imperial capital, where the people were waiting. Even in the heavy rain, they stood on both sides of the street, their anxious gazes fixed on the direction of the teleportation array.

When they saw the figure of the Saintess, joy appeared on their faces, but it quickly dimmed.

The Saintess’s safe return made them happy, but they were also saddened by the hero’s passing. If both of them had returned successfully, the world’s crisis could have been largely resolved, but fate was unkind.

Now, no one could feel happy.

They gazed at the somewhat pale face of the Saintess, and sadness seemed to be contagious; they felt the same.

Everyone silently watched Michelle’s figure until she completely disappeared. The crowd lingered for a long time before leaving.

Michelle returned to the church, washed away the dirt on her body, and headed straight to her room, closing the door behind her.

Outside, there was a knock on the door; Nadia had come.

After a long time, Michelle opened the door. Her face had grown even paler, and traces of tears were visible.

“Michelle.”

Nadia felt very distressed but didn’t know how to comfort her.

“Sister Nadia, I understand everything.”

The girl’s weak voice was somewhat hoarse, and her face looked very tired.

“Just three days; can you give me three days?”

She spoke almost as if pleading, her delicate face resembling a rain-soaked pear blossom, making one feel pity.

Right now, she just wanted peace and didn’t want to think about anything.

…

In the dark wilderness, the bright moon hung high.

The howls of wolves echoed in the empty wilds, making the cold night even more desolate.

On a small mound of earth, a pale hand stretched out.

A young figure crawled out from the ground, swaying unsteadily as he walked.

Thump! Thump!

His heart pounded violently, never having experienced such intensity before, like the booming sound of drums, becoming the most powerful sound in the wilderness.

He walked aimlessly forward when suddenly a red light burst from his body, causing him to convulse and experience intense pain, collapsing to the ground.

Dean Village.

A small village on the border of the empire.

This inconspicuous little village left a significant mark in the history of the empire.

Once, a generation of heroes emerged from this village, wielding the holy sword Longkazim, cutting through thorns and defeating the contemporary demon king.

Unlike the holy sword Valuida kept by the church, the holy sword Longkazim was rumored not to have been bestowed by a god. Its origins were unknown, and before the appearance of the holy sword Valuida, people used Longkazim to slay demon kings.

It was said that only a hero could draw Longkazim, but no one had been able to pull it out for a long time. It was stuck in a stone platform in Dean Village, its blade covered in rust, resembling a pile of scrap metal more than a holy sword.

Over time, the empire forgot that such a holy sword existed among the people, leaving only rumors behind.

On the stone platform, a girl held the sword hilt with both hands, pulling upward with all her might. Her small face turned red, but the holy sword remained unmoved.

Exhausted, she sat down on the ground.

“Ileina, don’t waste your effort. You’ve tried over a hundred times; the holy sword cannot be pulled out by brute force.”

The girl’s name was Ileina, and her companion was named Rochelle. The two had grown up together.

“And we still don’t know whether the old stories are true legends or fabricated rumors.”

“Of course they are not fabricated. There are too many demon kings threatening the world now, and there is only one hero. We humans are simply no match for them. The gods made me born in Dean Village to draw the holy sword and become the new hero to save the world.”

The girl patted her chest, her face full of determination, fantasizing about the day she would wield the holy sword and become the hero who saves the world.

“Ileina, your mother asked you to go pick some wild vegetables to make soup.” A voice came from not far away.

“Oh, okay.”

The girl picked up a basket and walked toward the village outskirts.

“Wait, I want to go too.”

The two playfully left the village together.

“Rochelle, look, someone has fallen over there.”

Ileina spotted a figure in the distance and hurried over to check.

…

In the endless void, Leo floated in the emptiness, with starlike points of light embedded in the infinite space, their flickering glow reflecting on him.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp light burst forth, merging into the void.

“What is this place?”

Surrounded by what seemed like an endless starry universe, he had nowhere to land, allowing his body to drift aimlessly.

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