Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

they?

Is it just ahead?

Waiting for Eve?

Lin Gui's flying boat is currently heading towards the fifth node.

The lake he passed by when he first entered the Wailing Wall.

Is the person Eve said would take her away there?

Lin Gui subconsciously glanced at Eve with his Netherworld Eyes.

At the heart, there is that thin line of the soul that always points upward.

But now it has been strangely pulled sideways.

The direction is precisely the fifth node.

The thin thread of souls connecting to Valhalla.

Eve can use the power of Valhalla through it.

The Church of Light can also use it to locate Eve's position.

Lin Gui had considered using the Soul Possession Technique to sever this connection.

But every attempt ended in failure.

This thin thread of the soul is not just made up of the soul.

The main connection should be...

Divine power.

That power that Lin Gui still cannot comprehend.

He piloted the airship, continuously flying.

Towards the fifth node.

He could see Eve's reluctance to part.

Her arms around his waist tightened more than usual.

He wasn't incapable of leading Eve around these people and escaping.

Even if the opponent could pinpoint Eve's location, they could still rely on the flying boat and the veiled robe.

Lin Gui was also confident that he could turn his opponents into a group of fools who kept chasing but could never catch up.

But he didn't do that.

Because of the connection to Valhalla, the void in Eve's heart that was crucial to her life was filled.

If the Church of Light unilaterally severed the connection.

Eve will lose her life instantly.

Eve was never free.

The flying boat kept cutting through the fog.

When they were almost at the lake, Lin Gui stopped.

He stored the flying boat in the void.

Then take out the staff.

Carrying Eve, we floated close to the ground.

……

Lin Gui rode his staff, leading Eve slowly through the mist.

The surrounding trees are becoming increasingly sparse.

Ahead, a faint light shone through.

at last.

The sunlight completely illuminated the entire forest.

They flew out of the mist.

Then, Lin Gui stopped.

Outside the exit is a wide open meadow.

At the end of the meadow lies that familiar lake, its surface shimmering in the sunlight.

And on the grass.

Dozens of people were lined up and waiting.

They wore uniform white armor, with a golden sun emblem engraved on their chests.

Discipline Knight.

They stood in two neat rows, stretching from the edge of the mist all the way to the lake.

Everyone stood silently, hands gripping their sword hilts, eyes fixed straight ahead.

All eyes were now fixed on Eve behind Lin Gui.

At the very front of the line stood an elderly man dressed in a white robe.

His robes were embroidered with intricate gold patterns, and a huge sun disc pendant hung on his chest.

The magical energy emanating from his body was extremely powerful.

At least on par with Freya.

Behind the old man, two knights were carrying a set of clothes that were neatly folded.

A long white dress with gold patterns, intricate lace, and a belt inlaid with jewels.

Just by looking at that outfit, you could feel its immense value.

Lin Gui stopped using his staff.

Eve jumped down from behind him.

He then got up and walked toward the papal monks.

That instant.

She has changed.

It's not a change in appearance.

It's about temperament.

It's in their eyes.

It's the aura emanating from the entire person.

She closed her eyes briefly, and when she opened them again, the warmth in her purple eyes was gone.

The girl who had just been hugging Lin Gui's waist and pressing her face against his back was now standing there with her back ramrod straight.

His face was expressionless.

There was no warmth in those purple eyes.

Only a faint, condescending, indifferent attitude.

Holy.

elegant.

Inviolable.

mystery.

Like a god descended to earth.

Two knights carried the saint's robes and walked up to her.

Kneel down on one knee.

Head down, hands raised above head.

Eve reached out and took it.

Then, she raised her other hand.

A white light shone from her fingertips.

next second.

Her coarse cloth clothes disappeared.

Instead, she wore a pure white dress.

The hem of her skirt fell down and spread out on the grass.

Sunlight fell on those golden patterns, refracting a dazzling light.

She stood there, like the center of the world.

The old man stepped forward.

He bowed slightly.

"Your Holiness."

His voice was deep and respectful.

"Your subordinate has come to escort you back on the orders of the Pope."

"The Ceremony of the Warriors is about to begin."

He paused.

"Please follow us back to Dawn."

Eve looked at him.

There was no emotion in those purple eyes.

"Has the Kuroshio Current begun?"

The old man nodded.

"It started, just a short while ago."

"The council, through the Omniscient Astrolabe, has pinpointed the location where it is about to erupt."

Eve looked at him.

"where?"

The old man's gaze lingered on her face for a moment.

Then, he said softly:

"A remote, withered, rift valley."

"The predicted direction is northwest."

He paused.

"The first city-state affected was..."

"Carter's Capital".

Eve's expression finally changed.

Those usually indifferent purple eyes widened slightly.

Pupil constriction.

She stared at the old man, her lips trembling slightly.

The old man looked at her.

There was no emotion on that aged face.

"It was King Carter's disrespect for the Church of Light that led to the gods sending down false omens."

He said softly.

"This impending destruction is all the fault of the Carter capital."

"Therefore, Your Majesty, please rest assured."

He paused.

"This is not your fault."

Eve didn't say anything.

She just stood there, looking at the old man.

for a long time.

The old man spoke again.

"Your Holiness, please set off."

"The direction of the Kuroshio Current is unpredictable. If it heads towards the Kuroshio Corridor, we may have to take a long detour to reach Dawn."

"This might cause us to miss the start of the Hero's Sign."

Eve stood there, stunned.

Then, she sighed softly.

She turned around.

He looked at Lin Gui.

Lin Gui stood there, equally shocked by the news that the Black Tide had originated in the capital of Carter.

His pale face was furrowed in worry.

Eve looked at him with an apologetic look in her eyes.

"Mr. Lin Gui..."

Her voice was very soft.

"Thank you for taking care of me all the way."

"I'm very happy."

She paused.

"I'm really happy."

Then, she turned around.

They walked toward the ranks of the Discipline Knights.

The old man stepped aside to make way.

The queue automatically split, protecting her in the middle.

"Let's go."

Eve's voice came from the queue.

calm.

indifferent.

There was not a ripple.

The Discipline Knight began to move.

The white procession slowly disappeared into the distance along the lake.

Lin Gui watched them leave silently.

He didn't look away until the white figures were obscured by the bushes by the lake.

He sat on his staff and floated away into the distance.

And right behind him, in a hidden patch of grass.

One of the lingering knights slowly raised his head.

He crouched low and moved stealthily, his steps as light as if he were walking on clouds.

The dagger was already half an inch out of its sheath at his waist.

My gaze was fixed on that receding figure.