I am the old, fiery-faced man from the senior department.

"A song..."

After a moment's thought, Kal'tsit made her decision and parted her lips slightly, her voice soaring out and floating in the daytime.

"O expeditionary heroes~"

Do you remember a place?

There, the stars shine eternally~

It is called my hometown...

where u from?

Who is your faith?

With whom will I travel the world?

And for whom do we grieve...?

His gentle voice carried an indescribable air of vicissitude.

weathered yet steadfast.

"The song is called 'One More World.' It was written to commemorate some warriors who devoted themselves to a great cause with hope and passion."

After the song ended, Kal'tsit explained the meaning of the lyrics to Daylight.

"That's so nice...it's so nice."

"Please teach me how to sing it well, Ms. Kal'tsit."

The daytime dispelled any thoughts of entertainment, and instead, it led to a more steadfast approach to life.

"It's wonderful that you can sense its essence and are willing to understand its meaning, Your Highness."

Kal'tsit hummed a tune, teaching Daytime Singing word by word.

The boy's voice couldn't convey the same sense of vicissitude as Kal'tsit's; his voice was filled with the unique vitality of youth, and he had never experienced such vicissitudes.

But when combined with Kal'tsit's singing, the vicissitudes and the vibrancy seem to intertwine as if the present and the past are intertwined.

It's as if the younger generation has taken over the responsibilities of their predecessors, and, filled with renewed enthusiasm and hope, embarks on the same path as them, following in their footsteps.

The song echoed softly, scattering in all directions as the boulder moved.

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"Boom--!"

The eleventh bell rang, louder and longer than ever before.

And it was also seen during the day.

It's on that mountain.

On the summit of that mountain called Golgotha, a light rose.

It replaced the sun; it was like the sun moving among humans.

It... is like a newly born god.

“I have found Him, Kal'tsit.”

"Please be extremely careful when dealing with Him, Your Highness."

Following Bai Zhou up Mount Golgotha, Kal'tsit finally met the doctor Bai Zhou had been mentioning, whose goal was to "save the world."

If...he can still be considered a doctor in his current state.

"As I said, we meet here again, great soul."

The doctor's voice was as trustworthy as ever.

He has now changed from black to pure white.

He has six wings, but the wings cannot carry him to the sky; He remains firmly rooted to the earth.

Behind Him followed ten “apostles,” and before Him knelt an eleventh apostle…if there were no daylight.

Perhaps because he saw the daylight, the hands of the ancient stone clock floating behind him stopped abruptly between the tenth and eleventh positions.

The transformation ceremony was forcibly suspended by Him.

What kind of face is hidden beneath your mask?

Even though His words were sincere and passionate, the daylight still harbored the greatest hostility towards Him.

"There was nothing under the mask."

"Flesh and blood will eventually decay over time, but the soul will not."

"Great soul, join me and become my eleventh apostle."

As always, the doctor extended his wings into the daylight.

"And what about this poor man who is now prostrating himself at your feet, worshipping you?"

Bai Zhou glanced at the person who hadn't moved at all, his words carrying a hint of pity.

"He will do the twelfth one."

"But I don't want to."

He inhaled lightly in the daytime, as the Heavenly Fiends overlapped around him.

"Continue your ritual, Doctor."

"...So, the twelfth one will be yours, great soul."

The long eleventh chime finally faded away.

The doctor revealed his true form.

Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Savior – White Night

The twelfth bell tolled across the sky.

It broke through the clouds that had gathered there, revealing the warm sun.

Two beams of light fell from the sky.

A ray fell upon Him, covering Him with glory.

The other path was to choose the true dragon.

"The time is ripe. The ancient bells toll once more, and a new world is about to begin."

Doctor... no, He was born here.

He was reborn by the light.

He resembles an undeveloped human embryo.

He has a pair of blood-red eyes and five pairs of outstretched angel-like wings.

He wore a gold collar around his neck engraved with the number 666.

A golden crown of thorns hung on His head.

"I am death, I am life. I am darkness, I am light."

He is a newborn God.

He is ???????.

"The twelfth, why didn't I choose you? A great soul has fallen, you have surrendered yourself to darkness. With such a noble spirit, why don't you devote yourself to a grander prayer?"

Now He can see not only the souls that shine as brightly as the stars in the daytime.

He discovered the darkness that surrounded the light.

That's the other side of the light.

That was pure darkness.

But He only cares about the absurd and unrealistic behavior of the daytime.

"I am just a person."

world?

As long as my Great Yan Dynasty still exists, nothing in the world matters to me.

"Doctor, what brings you here?"

"My name is ???????, and I have come to save the world."

"Anyone who obstructs me is my enemy."

His name is indescribable, but the daytime can understand what it means.

"White Night... Hope... is that it?"

He summoned thunder in the daytime.

"But you are not real."

"Do not deny my existence; I am right before your eyes."

As the wings of the White Night spread, an invisible force gathered around Him.

"My deeds are unknown and nowhere to be found."

"Twelfth, heed my teachings and discard your flesh and blood in order to be reborn."

"Why are you hesitating? I am here to create miracles."

"My flesh and blood are inseparable from my soul."

A red halo appeared around Bai Ye, and then it began to spread in all directions.

The spreading halo passed through the arcane energy and lightning, and nothing could stop it.

"Well--!"

Kal'tsit's body trembled, and the overwhelming pain nearly crushed her reason.