Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 152 A reassuring atmosphere

"It's time to hand this world over to the races beneath these gods."

Her words were filled with unquestionable determination.

"Has it been decided?"

"Ah."

If I had still had some longing for this world before, I thought that as long as the kingdom of God in heaven was still in this world and the pool of faith in it was still full, I would be able to return to this world again one day.

But Lord's actions completely dispelled this idea and helped him make a decision.

In the end, Arya chose to let go completely.

Taking all the past and the dead seed, go out of the world together.

"Lady Arya..." Craft wanted to say something, but Lord raised his hand to stop him.

Lord looked at Arya's back, looking at the goddess who made the choice he wanted to see.

There is no need for gods in the mythological age.

It is not needed now and will never be needed in the future.

But now, let me send him off for the last time.

"Thank you for everything you have done for this world and for me." Lord bowed slightly.

Arya sensed the subtext in his words, and a faint smile seemed to appear at the corner of her mouth.

It seems that this human has indeed noticed it.

The so-called destined person is never a coincidence or accident.

She didn't say anything else, but just stood there quietly. Her figure became increasingly transparent, like a reflection in the water, gradually dissipating with the ripples.

The goddess who once created the Skywing tribe, established the Kingdom of the Sky, and was closely linked to the fate of the world, has now left quietly.

She took away all the secrets, all the past, and the seed that would never sprout again.

"It's all over, Lord." Kraft murmured, his voice full of indescribable meaning.

"Yes! Congratulations, now you are a hero who saves the world."

"I clearly didn't do anything." Kraft shook his head. For a warrior, this honor was too heavy, so heavy that it almost made him breathless.

"No, you've done very well." Lord patted his shoulder. "This world needs heroes. The godslayer of the past is gone. People need a new hero to lead them on. And you, Kraft, are this new hero."

"Really? It's a heavy responsibility, but I understand."

"Yes. But within a thousand years, you don't have to worry about the possibility of the demons making a comeback."

The demons are endless.

Although he had destroyed the entire Demon King's Castle and all the monsters inside this time, there were still a large number of monsters in this world.

Perhaps a thousand years later, they will come back and bring disaster to the world again.

But now Lord didn't want to think about these things, he just wanted to meet someone.

"I'll leave it to you from now on. Someone is still waiting for me, and I can't let her wait too long."

Kraft was stunned for a moment, then reacted: "Ah, Celie? Go quickly. Don't let the wait turn into another thirty years."

Lord nodded and said no more.

He took a last look at the huge deep pit, then looked at the direction where Arya disappeared, then turned around without hesitation and activated the return teleportation array.

A small teleportation array instantly lit up under his feet. With a flash of light, his figure disappeared instantly, leaving Kraft alone, facing the ruins in front of him and the scattered sunlight.

On the other side, under an ancient tree, Celia leaned against the rough trunk, her fingers unconsciously twirling strands of her golden hair.

Her eyes were fixed on the location of the teleportation array left behind when Lord disappeared, and she couldn't calm down.

This period of time is indeed not long compared to the previous decades, but the feeling of waiting has never changed.

Her last words, "Be careful! Don't make me wait too long!", kept echoing in her mind, and she didn't know if the guy heard it.

Time seemed to be stretched out, and every second seemed particularly long.

How long had that guy been gone?
An hour?
Or two hours?
Just when she was about to check again whether the teleportation array was stable, the familiar magical light lit up without warning.

Then Lord's figure appeared in front of him.

"Lord!"

Celie rushed over almost instantly. Perhaps because she was too excited, she lost her balance and fell directly into the man's arms.

After realizing what was happening, Celie immediately tried to get up, but was held tightly by a pair of strong hands.

Forget it, just treat it as giving this daring guy a little bit of willfulness.

Celie didn't struggle, but just let the man hold her, his hands holding her tightly, as if to confirm her existence.

She raised her head, and his shadow was clearly reflected in her eyes.

"Are you holding me too tight?"

"Really?" Lord was reluctant to let go of the petite body in his arms.

"Forget it. Is the matter resolved? What about Demon King Eric? What about Kraft and the Goddess of Life? How did you resolve it?"

A series of questions came down like raindrops.

Lord did not answer immediately. He felt the soft body of the elf in his arms, then reached out and gently brushed away the messy hair on her forehead.

"Yeah." He responded softly, "It's resolved. Everything is resolved. Eric has also entered his rest."

Celia was visibly relieved.

Lord slowly recounted what he had just done.

He tells the story of how he asked Olivia to teleport the entire kingdom of heaven to the sky above the Demon King's Castle, and then used the power of faith inside to directly destroy the entire Demon King's Castle.

It also tells the story of the final choice of the Goddess of Life, including the fact that the other party chose to leave this world completely.

"How did you create such a large-scale teleportation array?"

"This can only be done with the support of the Org Sword Scabbard and the magical power of the Heavenly Kingdom itself. Otherwise, even if you drain me dry, it would be impossible."

"But the goddess actually left?" Celie was a little surprised, but then she understood the choice, "That's fine too."

The two of them were very close, so close that Celie only needed to move closer to put her cheek on his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat and feeling extremely safe.

Everything in the past is truly gone with the departure of the goddess.

"By the way," Celie suddenly raised her head, "Did you hear the last thing I said?"

Lord looked at her face, his lips curved upwards, and he gently pinched the tip of her small nose. "I heard you! Every word! Otherwise, how could I have come back so quickly? I must obey Miss Elf's orders."

"Nonsense! You're such a bold fellow, you've never obeyed that."

Celie muttered a few words, but didn't continue because the man came back so quickly.

I just buried my head in this man's arms, feeling the reassuring breath.

(End of this chapter)