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The old lion expressed his attitude with his actions. He opened his mouth and ate the apple core directly.

Its attitude was that it didn't care at all, but seeing that Blaze was about to pick up stones from the ground and throw them at it, it thought it should feed Blaze more chicken soup.

"The lion skin is just a superficial appearance... Besides, it cannot be returned. It is your skin, not just a layer of skin on your body, but also on your soul. If you want to take it off, you are denying yourself."

Blaze drank a mouthful of the poisonous chicken soup, and the old lion used himself to verify its words, that is, even without a body, the lion skin will always exist, and verbal battles cannot break its skin at all.

"Okay, I won't complain to you. Let's go back to what I said just now. Can't those equipment and abilities make up for the missing five constellations?"

Blaze lamented the importance of the order of return. When it was Leo, he only needed the power of Aries, but when it came to Scorpio, he needed all the previous constellations.

But it makes sense if you think about it, Scorpio and Libra are two special nodes. Libra settles the complete life of the living being, and Scorpio completes the harvest of death. The previous six constellations are the six elements of the life of the living being, and none of them is indispensable.

I just didn't expect that even with so much divine power, equipment, and skills, it couldn't make up for it.

"That's death, boy. No matter how magnificent the crown is, how terrifying the authority is, or how many lives are subservient to it, they will all be stripped away one by one in the process of death."

"Even if he is the king of the gods, at the moment of his death, he cannot take with him the things he had been trying to obtain at all costs in his life."

The old lion raised his paw and poked Blaze's chest hard.

"Any living being, even God, will be naked and alone when facing the final judgment. At that time, your life will be your only support when facing death."

"I see. No wonder you said you needed the power of the first seven constellations. They symbolize the six nodes in a living being's life, as well as Libra's certification. They are things that will not be taken away when one dies." Blaze nodded thoughtfully.

"This is really bad. I've only returned Leo and Libra to the constellations before Scorpio. It's impossible to return the remaining five before the Death God Scorpio, who transforms into a sea of ​​black and golden trees, attacks."

Blaze said "bad" but his expression was quite casual and relaxed, and he even seemed eager to try.

The old lion couldn't help but joke.

"Why do you think you can handle it so easily because you have the power of the Orions used to hunt stars as a backup plan?"

"No, that's not the case at all." Blaze shook his head and raised his hand to the sky. "The life circle is just a guide, a reference. Does life have to follow the standard to face death?"

"If the great souls don't return to heaven, will the creatures on earth not know how to live nobly?"

"That's right! Life is free." The old lion became excited for some reason, his mane swelled, and he raised his head and roared.

"If the night sky is dark, then the earth will be full of stars. Even without the light of the sky to guide us, the creatures on earth can still know their own correct path!"

"You're so excited. I hope you can use this energy to fight the invasion of the black gold forest." Blaze clapped his hands, trying to confuse the old lion.

"That's a bit difficult."

The old lion will shrink when it should, and its mane will immediately collapse. If there is still some hair that sticks up, it will lick its paws and use its saliva to press down the stubborn hair.

Faced with Blaze's undisguised expression of disgust, the old lion also had his own reasons, and he argued convincingly.

"Look at the black gold forest. Even if it is only a small part of the golden forest, it is Scorpio, the god of death. I am just a great soul. I have no chance of winning against a god."

"If my death to the God of Death Scorpio can increase your power, that's another story."

"Hey..." Blaze stretched out his voice and said with some doubt, "Are you really not a god? Other great souls have that thing called, vest? Yes, vest, are you really not someone's vest?"

"I'm so sorry. Even if you peel off my skin, I'm just an animal, not as good as those gods."

"...Don't feel inferior to me. Lion skin is pretty good too."

The old lion smiled a little. He would really laugh when he was speechless. Blaze's comfort was quite poor.

But it didn't care much and taught him earnestly.

"The only help I can give you is to warn you to keep your mouth shut when facing the God of Death Scorpio. Never speak."

"Why? Is there aerosolized poison gas?"

"No, I'm afraid that once you open your mouth and speak your true feelings, you'll drive Scorpio the God of Death crazy." The old lion stood up like a human, patted Blaze's shoulder and warned.

"No matter which god of death becomes Scorpio, he is undoubtedly sensitive and fragile. What you say can be misunderstood and distorted at any time, and then become the last straw that breaks the camel's back."

Chapter 1429 Say it Again

Blazer felt a little frustrated by the old lion's words. How could the truth he spoke from the bottom of his heart become the last straw that broke the camel's back?

He looked at the chicken and asked seriously.

"Are the words I said harsh and hurtful?"

The chicken, who always stood on Blaze's side, said immediately.

"If they find it unpleasant, it must be their fault. Besides, we are all enemies now. If I don't attack them mentally, do I really need to comfort them?!"

"What about judging from an outsider's perspective?"

"Every time you say something during a fight, it's like a dark sword coated with pepper and salt. Every move you make hits your opponent in a place that won't kill him, but will hurt him terribly. Even if it doesn't hurt him to death, it will at least make him lose his mind." After thinking for a while, Chicken tilted his head and added.

"You treat good people and bad people the same way. The only difference is that the good people live healthily, while the bad people usually die."

"Is this true? If it's so exaggerated, are those good people sure they won't suffer psychological trauma after surviving?" Blaze covered his face. Today he got to know himself again.

In fact, he did not believe Cyrene's exaggerated description of the god of death, such as nine out of ten were lunatics, one was a crazy woman, and one was a poor guy.

The mistress of the underworld of Helheim, the goddess of death Hela is very normal, tough and strong, cold on the outside but warm on the inside. She shows a cute look when eating, and can even be tossed around like a doll by her two servants. She only shows cruelty when torturing Balder.

That was because Balder refused to cooperate and wanted to cause trouble.

But even the old lion said so, so I guess the goddess of death Hela is special.

If you think about it carefully, maybe it is normal for the God of Death to be abnormal. After all, there are not many afterlife worlds as magnificent as Valhalla, with endless wine and glory. A normal afterlife world is full of wailing and death.

It would be strange if you could be in a good mental state living in a place like that.

"It seems that we should talk less and do more at this time." Blaze muttered and waved at the old lion.

"That's it, good-bye, old man."

"Boy." The old lion sat up straight and looked at Blaze, his mane fluttering in the wind. "I once told you that the only way to defeat the lion is to get Aries. What was your answer?"

"Tell me again."

Blaze stood still and looked back at the old lion, his face showing the same sharp look he had at that time.

"Destiny is that even without Aries, we will still defeat Leo."

"No, fate has to rely on Aries to defeat Leo." The old lion shook his head. He looked at the young lion whose eyes were always bright and chuckled.

"But all living creatures have their own Aries. Why should we cling to the one in the sky that will fall down?"

"Ha, your riddle-telling skills have improved a lot today." Blaze smiled and waved his hand at the old lion in a dashing manner.

"gone."

The fallen elf had been waiting for a long time not far away. She looked a little depressed and had an argument with Catherine.

It is no wonder that the fallen elf wants Catherine to go to some safe place and not stay in a place with a teleportation tower.

This proposal would certainly be rejected by Catherine. Unfortunately, the fallen elf did not have much maternal authority in front of Catherine, and the time they spent together was far less than that between Catherine and Alcmene Village.

"I hope you're not stupid enough to ask a suicidal question like, 'Which would you choose, Mom or that village?'"

The fallen elf pouted and held it in for a long time before speaking aggrievedly.

"She would definitely choose the village. I don't want to hear that answer, so I definitely won't ask."

Blaze patted the fallen elf's shoulder as a comfort.

"Let's go, it's time for us to go to the Golden Sea of ​​Trees."

"Yeah." The fallen elf took a deep breath, pulled up the scarf around his neck, put on his hood, and except for his eyes which were still a little red, the rest of his body returned to being that of a cold hunter.

"It seems that you have been keeping me hanging for so long that you finally couldn't help but burst out in this emergency. Is this your survival instinct to prolong your life?"

"Thank you. After just two words, you reminded me of what kind of species you elves are. This really made me relax a lot."

"You're a pervert! You took advantage of me to relax and vent your anger when I wasn't paying attention?!"

Blaze kept smiling, but when he thought about going to the golden forest and facing a bunch of long-lived species like this, he felt a little overwhelmed.

On one side, there is an urgent situation, and on the other side, there are these elves who have made it their instinct to tell dirty jokes and will unconsciously tell them even when things are serious. It is like two worlds of ice and fire.

"Let's go."

Blaze straddled the chicken's back, but this invitation did not trigger the fallen elf's switch. She jumped up nimbly and sat sideways behind Blaze.

"Now that you have obtained a profession, you can challenge the trial of the Golden Sea of ​​Trees."

"Can you tell me what that challenge is?" Blaze patted the chicken on the back, and the chicken spread its wings and flew into the sky with the two of them.

"Even if I wanted to reveal it, I don't know. It should be said that no elf would know." The fallen elf pulled down the scarf covering his face and lowered his voice, as if telling a horror story.

"There is only one Star Hunter in each era, but the Star Hunter has never truly been born. The few who came before you never completed the trial in the Golden Sea of ​​Trees. They all died in the trial and never returned."

"They are all blessed ones, it's terrible."

"So that's it, it's a dead end." Blaze nodded.

"What do you mean?" The fallen elf blinked, feeling unfamiliar with this fashionable term that only belonged to foreigners.

"What are you saying? Even the blessed ones can't come back. They died inside. It's nothing more than a bonfire inside the trial. After the blessed ones die in the trial, they will be resurrected directly at the bonfire. They are forced to continue the trial, and then the process of death and resurrection is repeated over and over again."

"Those who are blessed can be resurrected infinitely. Even if they die of starvation or thirst, they can be resurrected. However, their lifespan is limited, so they just die in there."

"...Ah." The fallen elf let out a cry, and this cry contained so much meaning.

"I say, could it be that you were the ones who lit the bonfire?"

“Well, the place where the trial is held is too dark, and we’re afraid that the people taking the trial will suffer, so we just…” The fallen elf touched the back of his head awkwardly.

"So we lit a lot of bonfires inside to make it bright."

Chapter 1430 Trial Entrance

The Golden Sea of ​​Trees is the source of life in the new era, the defender of life, and also the fallen god of death, Scorpio.

I don’t know if it is a coincidence, but after the trees of life moved and formed a barrier of World R, you can see a scorpion when looking down at the golden sea of ​​trees from above. The world barrier is the scorpion’s tail.

"It looks like a pink and white kite."

The fallen elf held her hair that fluttered in the wind and couldn't help but sigh as she looked at the golden sea of ​​trees on the ground.

"I've always wanted to fly a kite with Catherine, but I ended up running to get the kite to fly, while Catherine looked at me kindly, and the goblins next to me thought I was Catherine's daughter."

In fact, the goblins think you are a rebellious blue-skinned, white-haired granddaughter.

"Ha." Blaze smiled helplessly. He saw the golden forest as a scorpion, which meant that his mind was full of the god of death Scorpio and he had been affected.

This is not good.

"Come on, we're going down."

When looking down from the sky, Blaze had already seen many flags of foreigners. In less than a day, the foreigners had moved into the golden forest and began to build defense projects.

The scale of the Golden Forest is much larger than that of the Golden Apple Forest. It occupies almost one of the nine areas of the world and is almost comparable to the three kingdoms. It is also the main attack target of the Black Golden Forest, so the number of foreigners settled here is also the largest.

The second largest area after the Golden Sea of ​​Trees is the Golden Apple Sea of ​​Trees, but with the Hundred-Eyed Argus and Callisto there, they have some ability to protect themselves compared to the Golden Sea of ​​Trees.

The chicken brought Blaze to the center of the Golden Sea of ​​Trees, which was extremely conspicuous. It was the residence of the Elf King Elda and the location of the oldest Tree of Life in the Golden Sea of ​​Trees.

Blaze has not given up on finding the true identity of Scorpio, the god of death. Knowing the true identity of the god of death, as well as the cause and effect, will help with the strategy, and this is something that cannot be omitted.

When entering the airspace of the Golden Forest, Blaze's hair stood on end. There were many long-range attacks aimed at him from the treetops of the Golden Forest.

He felt uneasy, but at the same time, he felt relieved. The stranger was so efficient and reliable.

The chicken showed off its body confidently, and the hairy feeling all over its body disappeared, and it passed the inspection.

Waiting for them on a branch as thick as the ground were the Elf King Eldar and the Elf Bard Arwen.

After landing, the fallen elf just nodded towards Elda and Alvin meaningfully, still sitting on the chicken's back, with no intention of coming down.

In response to this, Blaze chose to deliberately make a large and exaggerated downward posture, stretched out his legs, and swept down the fallen elf sitting behind him.

"That's too rough!" The fallen elf waved his hands vigorously in protest.

"Who made you so unconscious?" Blaze rolled his eyes at the fallen elf. Sometimes he was just so annoying. When he saw the fallen elf pretending to be unfamiliar in front of his family, he couldn't help but meddle in other people's business.

The fallen elf was about to complain, but Blaze didn't give her the chance and got straight to the point.

"Where is the hunter's trial? We can talk about other things on the way."

"Please follow me, the destination is at the roots of the tree." Elda led the way neatly, taking Blaze to the bottom of the oldest tree of life in the Golden Sea of ​​Trees.

"As the Elf King, I think you should know the true face of the Golden Sea of ​​Trees."