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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 they survive?" Blaze covered his face. Today he was serious 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 her 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, you have improved the level of your riddles a lot today." Blaze smiled and waved 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. The time they spent together was far less than that between Catherine and Alcmene Village. "I hope you are not stupid enough to ask a suicidal question like [Which one would you choose between your mother and 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 an era, but the Star Hunter has never been truly born. The few before you never completed the trial of the Golden Sea of ​​Trees. But they all died in the trial and never came back."

"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."

(End of this chapter)