Strange Voyage: Summoning the Fourth Disaster.

Chapter 767 How Can We Remain Indifferent?
The furnace overturned, and the terrible disaster of the giant eating the sun finally came to an end with Redrolta sacrificing himself.

With the help of the Solar Furnace and Redrol Tower, the sun was barely restored to its original state, and the world seemed to be back on track.

However, a broken mirror is hard to mend, and no matter how well the wounds are covered up, they still remain.

After that, the already declining Twilight Giants became completely devastated.

Because of his arrogance and stubbornness, he personally destroyed the life of his former benefactor, and in an extremely cruel, beast-like act of devouring him...

Furthermore, the collapse of the Solar Furnace completely shattered His former pride, negating everything from the past.

"I……"

The Twilight Giant sat weakly cross-legged beside the Eternal Altar, the blood-red setting sun casting its light upon his face, like tears of blood.

Endless self-blame and regret lingered in His heart, and the enormous wound in His chest continued to bleed divine blood, but this external pain was far less than the agony in His heart.

The giants serving at the altar were praying and weeping.

But the twilight seemed not to hear, remaining motionless like a giant statue.

It was as if all his energy and spirit had died.

It can be said that at this very moment, we are in the twilight of an era... the true twilight...

But outside the broken plateau.

Ficksillo followed quietly behind Changye, unsure how to comfort him.

He could hardly imagine the pain Changye was feeling at that moment.

She quietly collected the fragments of sunlight falling from the sun in various parts of the world.

Time passed by in this way, and I don't know how long it lasted.

The flames of the Eternal Altar began to wane.

The crimson sunset was gradually replaced by darkness.

The seekers of the altar began to leave, searching for the next flame to burn and bring new light to the world.

The twilight era has come to an end...

……

“Fixiro”.

"I'm going to the Eternal Altar." That day, Long Night found Fikshiro.

"You're going to seek revenge on the Twilight Giant?" Fikhiro took a deep breath upon hearing this. "Perfect, I'll go with you. He's weakened right now..."

“No.” Changye interrupted him, saying calmly, “I am going to the Eternal Altar for the sake of burning.”

After Redrolda's death, time passed, and the long night seemed to grow colder and more composed.

Ficksillo could no longer guess her thoughts as he had before.

"You...burn?" Ficksillo was astonished, hesitated for a moment, "Don't you intend to do this for Lord Redrolta...?"

"Of course I do."

“But I need Him to do something else more than to let Him die.”

"...let's go."

The Long Night did not tell Fikshiro what exactly she wanted the Twilight Giant to do.

Although Fikshilo was puzzled, he did not ask any further questions.

The two stepped onto the eternal altar.

Soon after.

They came to the Eternal Altar once again, and this was their third visit.

Accompanying them were many strong candidates for the torch.

But whether it was the favor of the Eternal Altar or the choice of fate, the Long Night easily defeated the other candidates for the torch.

Not long after.

They saw the Twilight Giant again.

At this moment, He sat beside the Eternal Altar. Having lost all His essence and spirit, His flames and flesh withered away, leaving only a huge, withered shell like a dried-up corpse.

Fikshilo was horrified; he found it hard to reconcile this image with the previously high-spirited Twilight Giant.

Upon seeing the arrival of the two.

The Twilight Giant, who still possessed a sliver of strength, struggled to turn his gaze to the Long Night and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"The long night..."

"……sorry……"

His endless self-blame and regret made his tone almost humble.

"Just kill me……"

I have no right to ask for your forgiveness...

"But please allow me to use my blood... to wash away some of my sins..."

Looking at the Twilight Giant before him, Fikhiro felt incredibly conflicted.

But the long night remained calm in the face of His request, showing no sign of pleasure whatsoever.

"You certainly don't deserve my forgiveness."

"But I won't kill you. Before I go out, you need to answer one question for me and do one thing for me."

Changye spoke.

Then she turned to look at Fikshilo.

"Fixilo, please excuse yourself for a moment."

There are some things you can't know yet.

Hear this.

Ficksillo was immediately filled with many doubts, but out of trust in Long Night, he did not ask and nodded to leave.

after a while.

Fikhiro saw the withered giant's body ignite its last flames within the Eternal Altar, heading straight for the sun.

It didn't take long.

The setting sun in the sky disappeared completely.

A ray of light flew out from the sun.

A giant's head slowly descended, hovering in the sky, becoming the giants' dwelling place...

At the same time, the pitch-black night and starry sky rose from the Eternal Altar, enveloping the sky and the earth, and firmly protecting that glimmer of light...

As dusk fell and night enveloped the earth, all living things began to contemplate in the long, cold darkness, following the guidance of the stars...

Looking at what was happening before my eyes.

Fikshilo closed his eyes, lost in thought.

...The events of twilight thus came to an end.

But the memories that Fikshilo left for Pridodan were not limited to that; there were also three rather strange memories.

……

The first memory is from before the twilight fire had finished melting the sun's furnace.

Due to the renewed surge of Fikhiro's power, the Long Night attempted to suppress it, but this time, the Nightmare's power was exceptionally strong.

It combined with the power of Fikhiro to fight on, unexpectedly distorting reality and sending the long night to some corner of the burning land.

Some time later, the two met again.

Long Night then told Fikshiro about the evil heir of the Golden Chek clan...

"A response from God? The evil heir?" Ficksilo frowned. "What kind of creature would do something so disgusting? Could it be that worm? Or the Twilight Giant?"

"That worm doesn't have that level of power, and it's even less likely that it's in the forging furnace at dusk."

"Besides that, I didn't find any other clues or traces."

Changye shook his head and frowned in thought.

"In any case, I will continue to keep an eye on it... My intuition tells me that this matter is not as simple as it seems."

……

The second memory is from after the long night burned into a flame.

In the Eternal Altar, Fikhiro witnessed the long night casting a ray of light toward a corner of the world.

"Changye, have you gone mad?"

"Then... you're not planning to resurrect Lord Redrolta anymore?"

Fikshilo was utterly shocked.

Changye calmly withdrew his hand, silently watching the fading light gradually disappear.

"Extinguish is extinguish."

"Trying to hold onto a fire will only result in being burned and bruised all over."

Changye turned around and quietly gazed at him.

"Besides, if it were my older brother, what do you think he would want me to do?"

Looking into her calm, serene gaze, Fickilo felt a mix of emotions, including heartache.

"The long night..."

……

The third memory also takes place during the Long Night era.

Pridodan was very familiar with this memory, because he had heard it from Fikshiro.

"Fixiro, do me a favor," Changye said to Fixiro.

Ficksillo naturally didn't intend to refuse, but he was quite curious about it.

"Use the power of nightmares to take the 'evil' from that wicked heir of the king."

"Long Night said."

Upon hearing this, Fikshilo immediately recalled the events that had occurred before, and at the same time, he roughly understood the Long Night's intentions.

"You want to use the power of the Eternal Altar to observe and find the source of that thing?"

At this point, Fikshilo pondered for a moment, then couldn't help but frown.

"Long Night, I'm afraid my power isn't enough to force this..."

"no need to worry."

The long night seemed to have been anticipated.

"When the long night comes, all living things have a time to sleep."

Upon hearing this, Fikshilo immediately understood.

Naturally, he no longer had any worries.

Thus, a certain wicked heir of the winged race had a terrifying nightmare that sent chills down his spine.

"Ha...doing so many evil things, he really is a born bad seed."

"Before you go to the Eternal Altar, give yourself a good talking-to!"

Fikshiro stared coldly at the winged man, increasing the power of the nightmare.

……

Pridodan waved his hand, and everything returned to calm.

They also turned their gaze away from the distance.

But his mind worked very quickly, and he immediately asked a very important question:

"So, this is why you're willing to suppress nightmares for Fikshiro, the torch of nightmares?"

characteristic.

To be precise, it is the power and characteristics of the flame that are the source of their strength, but it also brings inherent flaws.

It is not difficult to see from this twilight event that even a burning ember cannot withstand the influence of its own inherent power.

Just like the starry sky at night, the sunset at dusk, and... the nightmare of a dream.

Pridodan nodded slightly.

"The torch that burns through the long night is wisdom."

"In his reflections after the grief, He understood the root of the tragedy of the giant eating the sun."

"Therefore, although He still hated twilight, He did not choose to kill it."

"Instead, He used His last bit of energy to replace some of Redrolta's characteristics with His own soul and parts of His body in the sun..."

"...At first I thought that the Long Night's Flame was meant to revive her brother."

"But now it seems..."

At this point, Pridodan closed his eyes.

"Having endured the pain of losing loved ones, he still cherishes the world and firmly inherits Redrolda's will."

"Both are divinely inspired flames, yet He did His best, still telling me that I don't need to bear the blame of the Twilight Giants, but to find my own path..."

At this point, Pridodan opened his eyes, let out a long breath, and his eyes were filled with determination.

"His firelight shone upon me selflessly."

How could I remain unmoved?

"Although I don't have the ability to directly help Him, if I can help His friends solve some problems, I should be able to say that I've done right by the reason I came to this life..."

(End of this chapter)