I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

As the blood moon faded, Old Eggplant took off his helmet. Only one day had passed in real time. He had charged his battery three times and eaten and slept as little as possible to replenish his energy.

For him, this period of time felt like several months had passed.

He felt a sense of loss, as those who had fought alongside him were like true friends.

After getting up, Old Eggplant didn't have time to chat in the group or post on Weibo to show off. He went to the bathroom and washed his face.

It was dark outside and the bathroom was very dark. Old Eggplant looked at himself in the mirror and suddenly, inspiration struck.

Instead of reaching for the light switch, he raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

Flames burst forth from his fingertips, rising and illuminating the room.

Chapter 748 Dawn

The kingdom of night.

breaking Dawn.

The blood moon dissipated, and the tranquil night once again enveloped the earth. The flickering torches gradually went out, like the lights of countless homes sleeping peacefully.

Inside the fortress lit by candles, the players sat on the ground, exhausted.

Although the swarms couldn't get within a thousand miles of the Gray Tower under the glow of the Spirit Torch, the mental tension made them extremely tired. In addition, the players organized some exploration teams to go to the border of the Spirit Torch's glow to help the Night Kingdom residents and guards who might be under attack.

Although it only lasted one day in real time, most players logged off to recharge, eat, and even take a nap. For them, it felt like working overtime all night, but the mental strain was enough to make them feel several times more tired.

Therefore, when the blood moon finally disappeared and the world returned to normal, many players didn't even think about asking for rewards, but instead logged off and went to sleep.

In dreams, many people dream of many things, such as the turquoise aurora passing through the sky, the undying flames burning underground, the huge red planet drifting alone in the universe, and the eyes opening in the deep abyss beneath the ocean.

As the blood moon disappeared, the cold, indifferent words of the Silent Land began to appear in Lu Ban's vision.

[Resisting the Demonic Tide: 1/1]

[Build the Gray Tower: 1/1]

Congratulations on completing the task!

Now, Lu Ban can choose to return at any time.

Of course, before that, he needed to shut down the connection between [Morning Star] and this place to prevent some restless souls from remaining in the foreign land.

However, it seems that the other companions do not intend to leave immediately.

Stone and Shea both looked at Trist.

Because they knew this might be their last chance to see Twisted Fate.

"We need to find a way to go to Lu Ban's past, and then deceive the world back then..."

Shea was still thinking about how to save Trist, but the detective shook his head.

"no need."

He answered, glancing at Stone again.

"Having lived here for so long and witnessed so much, I've come to terms with it."

Drizzt did not show any sadness or regret; instead, he exuded confidence and determination.

"The civilizations of other lands struggle to survive under the threat of the ancient rulers. It is extremely difficult, and even the sacrifice of millions of lives and thousands of years is not enough to achieve this."

"In comparison, it is extremely fortunate to be able to save a world with the lives of just one or a few people."

He looked at the spirit torch, its pale flames glowing faintly. Within it lay the condensed souls of several mages, the embodiment of Jost's own will. Through their sacrifice, they became gods of the alien humans, perpetuating this world.

This is a cage.

"So, if I can indeed save Lu Ban's world with my own sacrifice, then it would be a very worthwhile deal for me."

Trist looked at Lu Ban and smiled with some relief.

"Moreover, I know very well that I don't have much time left. My sanity is almost gone, and I'm only one step away from madness. Rather than ending my life in a daze, I'd rather be more open-minded and accept my fate."

Upon hearing this, Stone grabbed Drizzt's hand.

"No, you can't do this. We have a way to save your life while saving the world. There's still a chance..."

He said that he believed Twisted Fate didn't need to sacrifice himself, as he could live much longer.

"I know myself very well."

Drizzt gently patted Stone on the shoulder.

"If I hadn't come here, I might just be a down-on-his-luck detective, who might have been secretly killed by the gang one day. Now, after experiencing so much, I've gained fame, wealth, and a rich and colorful life in the ruined city. At the end of the story, there needs to be a happy ending, and what could be more perfect than saving a world?"

Hearing Trist's words, Sia also fell silent.

She witnessed Jost's journey in building the magic network, and she was well aware of Jost's thoughts. If she were in that position, Shea felt she might make the same choice.

Having walked this far in the Silent Land, Sia understands the preciousness of civilization. In this crazy and twisted world, the existence of order and hope is a miracle in itself.

She couldn't refute Drizzt's words, and Sia also knew that Drizzt, a chosen one who had reached the [Ascension] difficulty level, had very little rationality left.

Even if I were to undertake two or three more missions, my sanity would be completely extinguished.

When that time comes, Sia might choose to ignite herself, return to the Spirit Torch, and become part of the Night Kingdom.

Therefore, she could understand Tristana's thoughts.

Rather than struggling with an inevitable death, choose a more meaningful end.

Stone could understand Drizzt's ideas, but he didn't agree with them.

He looked at Lu Ban, seeking help.

Lu Ban looked at Trist, but before he could speak, Trist spoke first.

"The moment I connected to the magic network, I saw some ways to seal the Great Old Ones. I kept that knowledge in my mind. I knew very well that to do this, I had to leave my own mark in the alien world and try to become a god."

"If I hadn't come to the Kingdom of Night and hadn't participated in these things, perhaps it would have taken me a long time to acquire this knowledge, or perhaps I wouldn't have been able to do it at all."

He was a little sad.

It was because Drizzt came here and participated in the construction of the Grey Tower that he was able to obtain the knowledge of sealing the Great Old Ones, the knowledge in the "Seven Chapters of the Mysterious Monarch's Secret Scripture," sit quietly in Jiangcheng Mountain for a thousand years, and leave Lu Ban with that sentence.

Just as the Chosen Ones had discussed at the very beginning of the mission, the establishment of the Gray Tower was inevitable due to Sia's existence, and their mission was bound to succeed.

Because of Lu Ban's existence, the seal on Jiangcheng Mountain must be established. The answer to how Drizzt, who does not understand how to seal the Great Old Ones and the path to godhood, did so lies in the Night Kingdom.

Endless knowledge gathered into his mind through the magic network, and Drizzt extracted it.

Perhaps the reason Twisted Fate did this was because Lu Ban and the others told him about his future.

Everything is a cause, and everything is also an effect.

Fate closed at this moment, becoming an unchangeable part of history.

"So, everyone, it's time to say goodbye."

Seeing that no one else responded, Trist chuckled and patted their arms.

"Maybe we'll meet again on a future mission. In the Silent Land, nothing is impossible."

He straightened the buttons on his clothes, adjusted his deerstalker hat, raised his hand, and saluted the other three.

"Well then, I should go back now."

"To the dead, we pay tribute to those who faced death."

His figure faded into the shadows, only his voice remained.

Chapter 749 Are you looking at me?

Congratulations on completing the task!

Settlement begins now.

Drizzt saw the words appear before him, and when he looked up, he saw that the clock was pointing to noon.

The sun shone brightly outside the window. In this ruined city, a region where the rich and poor meet, such an afternoon without gunfire or fighting was a rare treat.

He tapped on the table.

Soon, a young man came running over, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

"Mr. Drizzt, you're back?"

Young Stone was relieved to see Drizzt and quickly straightened his clothes.

"I'll make you some coffee."

Stone rushed to the kitchen to boil water and grind coffee powder.

Drizzt stood up and saw his busy figure, feeling a sense of unreality.

But his decision did not change.

In the future, he will die, and Stone will become the Chosen One, continuing to walk in the Silent Lands. And this young man will inherit his will, which is enough for Drizzt.

Just as he had once discussed with Jost, if one person's life could save the world, then it was the perfect deal.

Although, as Lu Ban and the others told Twisted Fate, the seal of Xuanjun would continue to consume human lives to maintain it, Twisted Fate's actions were no different from Jost's when he lit the first spirit torch.

But this is for the best.

Trist took the coffee Stone offered him.

The coffee was piping hot and had a rich aroma; he hadn't had a drink like this in a long time.

"By the way, there's something I need to tell you."

With that thought in mind, Drizzt spoke.

"what?"

Stone noticed something odd about Drizzt and looked over.

"...Never mind, I'll tell you later."

Drizzt thought for a moment. There was still some time before that fateful moment, so let the two of them enjoy the remaining time.

He sipped his coffee, the bitterness tinged with a hint of sourness, like a gift from fate, always with a price already marked on it.