Huh? Are they all real?.

Chapter 423 Thunder (4k)

The plains of western Canada have experienced unprecedented snowfall.

This made everyone look slightly confused.

The thick snow covered the wheat fields into continuous white hills, and icicles hung under the eaves at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The old people stood in front of the door and kept rubbing their hands. The white mist they exhaled merged with the falling snowflakes, and they murmured: "I have never seen such a day in my life."

The children were running excitedly on the crunchy snow, which was a rare pleasure for them living in this era.

The snowflakes were still falling silently, as if wrapping the entire plain in a huge, gentle puzzle.

What people didn't know was that as this unprecedented heavy snow fell.

The troops that had gathered outside the Jiaxi Plain also stopped.

Standing in front of this army was an ancient god holding lightning in his hand and with a short sword hanging from his waist that was only used for ceremonial purposes.

It was he who raised his hand and stopped this well-equipped cavalry.

Just like his brother, he reached out and caught a falling snowflake as lightning burst out in his hand.

After staring for a moment, he said:
"Go back, it's over, I've lost another brother."

Amid the gods' voice that was unclear whether it was sorrow or sighing, the army that came in silence left in silence.

Wait until he is the only one left.

This ancient god who controls thunder and lightning unconsciously picked up the dagger at his waist.

After looking back and forth several times in the depths of the Kashi Plain and the dagger in his hand.

He knelt on one knee and inserted the dagger that he never left under his feet.

"Brother, I'll give it back to you."
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When Moon turned the bracelet and embarked on the next journey.

Moon felt that his toes seemed to touch something.

Look down.

I found that it was a silver sword handle that was deeply embedded in the soil.

It looks familiar.

As Moon raised his brows slightly, he pulled out the dagger, which must have gone through countless storms but never faded, and held it in his hand.

At first, Morn did not recognize the origin of the sword, but he thought it looked very familiar.

And when he pulled out the dagger, he saw that the inch-wide sword body was glowing with dark silver light, and the surface was finely etched with countless lightning-shaped patterns. Deep in each pattern was a dark blue substance like liquid lightning.

When the sword body was completely separated from the leather scabbard, the blade actually vibrated on its own and made intermittent thundering sounds.

Only then did Morn recognize what the sword was.

This is the gift he gave to Lei Ting.

Just as the dagger symbolizes that the Gaxi Plain belongs to the sun, it also symbolizes that the Storm Valley belongs to the thunder.

Moon looked back while thinking.

The golden spring at sunset is naturally no longer visible.

But the iconic Spiked Mountain of the Kashi Plain is right in front of us.

Seeing this, Moon roughly guessed the answer.

"You gave it back to me, brother."

Moon did not take back the scepter of the sun because it was a gift from the sun to his queen.

As for this one, Moon carefully put it away.

Unlike the Suns, the Thunder's death was very clear.

He was also the first eldest son to die at the hands of the New Gods.

In other words, he was the first eldest son to clearly die at the hands of the new god.

Before him, there were also cases where the cause of death of the eldest son and the subsequent new gods were unclear, but he was the only one whose cause was confirmed.

Therefore, Lei Ting’s death does not represent the end of the Age of Gods.

But it represents the decline of the sacredness of the eldest son.

Because a god who can be killed by a 'mortal' is not a god.

Moon, who was preparing to set off again, was now a little curious.

Will I meet 'myself'?

But he thought about it again and decided that this was unlikely.

Because the soul is unique.

There is no reason for two exactly the same souls to appear at the same time.

Therefore, Moon felt that his journey was likely to occur specifically during those "gap times".

Or maybe it is specifically to make up for the things that did not happen in history due to its absence but needed to happen???

Thinking of this, Moon raised his head in a daze.

This involves a very classic question - whether history can be changed, or in other words, how do you know that the history you change is not history itself?
If we magnify it a little more, it becomes whether fate can be defied.

If the former is an ordinary philosophical and scientific issue, then the latter is the most important proposition in mysticism.

In particular, Moon always felt that everything that happened to him seemed to be guided by some invisible hand.

After standing there and pondering for a moment.

Moon smiled and said to himself:
"Well, let's see how it turns out in the end."

Staying where you are will not accomplish anything.

Moon took a step forward and picked up a branch from the ground and threw it into the sky.

Wait until it falls again.

Moon discovered that the branches were no longer pointing to the Gasi Plain, which had turned into a world of ice and snow.

But behind the Kashi Plain.

After comparing the positions of Spiky Mountain and the sun, Morn looked back at the branch and pointed in the direction and said:

"Storm Valley? What is this? Am I going to go meet all my remaining brothers one by one?"

But the Thunder's ending is already clear. So is it just happening in this direction?
With such doubts, Moon headed towards Storm Valley.

The reason why the Thunder and the Suns went to war was actually very simple - their territories were adjacent.

So it was quite surprising that they didn't start the war until the middle of the Age of Gods.

Logically speaking, if they hadn't united, they should have started fighting a long time ago.

Because of this, not only did Moon not meet anyone on his rest of the journey, but he also quickly arrived at the entrance to Storm Valley - the Snow Gate.

Like the Western Canada Plains, Storm Valley is also located in the frigid zone.

Lei Ting had no intention of changing the weather here because he felt that this was the original arrangement.

He should not be changed, only maintained.

Therefore, even though this is the ancient god’s realm, it is all silver-white.

Only the main roads had some color because the snow had been cleared.

It was also here that Moon saw the rest of the people.

They all bustled in and out of Xuemen along the main road.

There is no need to ask passers-by what year it is.

You can tell by looking at the lightning flag flying high above the Snow Gate and the storm that is always circling in the sky behind the Snow Gate but never stops.

Thunder is still there, and he is in Storm Valley.

Then it should be correct, this is to see Lei Ting.

Understanding the purpose of this journey, Moon followed the crowd into the snow gate.

But it's different from the others.

Before Moon could even get close to the snow gate, a large number of soldiers, led by several knights, separated the crowd and surrounded Moon.

Looking at the soldiers who surrounded him and the crowd that scattered in panic.

Moon said to the leading knight:
"Don't be nervous."

Seeing that Moon did not make any other moves, the knight relaxed slightly, but still put his hand on the hilt of the sword and nodded, saying:
"I'm sorry, my lord, but a demigod of unknown origin is no small matter."

Although to Moon, demigods really meant nothing compared to the troubles he had to solve.

But for this world, demigods are already very influential figures.

Especially a demigod that appeared openly during a time of war.

"If you don't have anything particularly urgent, please come with us. Don't worry, it won't take you too long."

Moen smiled and said:

"In fact, I do have something very important to do, so please excuse me, I cannot go with you."

This sentence made the atmosphere suddenly serious.

Some soldiers subconsciously lowered their weapons to aim at Moon.

At the same time, more soldiers and knights were rushing towards this side behind the snow gate.

"I don't know what's wrong with you where you come from, but you don't really think that a demigod is a big deal, do you?"

Snow Gate is the gateway to Storm Valley.

So normally there is an angel on duty here.

It didn't appear before because there's no need to have a card as big as the Angel appear in everything.

And now it is obviously necessary.

Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing if the gate to Storm Valley was smashed by a demigod.

I watched as the man with his hands behind his back and wings spread out as a symbol of an angel slowly descended.

Moon asked him curiously:
"Who are you? What's your name? I've never seen you before."

Moon's curiosity made the angel, who had appeared so confident, look gloomy in an instant.

He jumped out so high-profile, but the other party said he didn't know him.

If it was the Supreme Being, then there would be no problem, but isn’t it too much for you, a demigod?

"To be honest, I haven't met someone as pretentious and stupid as you in a long time. I say, don't you know what the gap is?"

Moen waved his hand and smiled:

"No, I'm just simply curious because I've never seen you before."

Moon certainly couldn't recognize all the demigods who served the eldest sons, but he had basically seen all the angels who served them.

Because there really aren’t that many.

And among these people, the one in front of him is obviously not there.

He looks so unfamiliar.

This is true for Moon, but it sounds like a provocation to the other side.

Just as mentioned above, there are really too few angels, so few that you should have heard of them anyway.

"Your joke is not funny. I'll give you one last chance."

Seeing this, Moon could only take out the short sword from his waist and said:
"Well, I was entrusted by an old friend to come and return something to your Lord God."

The dagger that represented Storm Valley's ownership was pulled out by Moon.

The thunder that was originally just a faint sound wrapped around the sword was truly deafening at this moment.

Even the guardian angels of Xuemen were so frightened that they retreated again and again.

"Why do you have this?"

Not many people knew that Lei Ting placed his ritual vessel outside the Jiaxi Plain.

People only knew that since sunset, their main god had taken down his ritual vessels.

"I said, I was entrusted by an old friend to come and return this gift."

Although it is powerful, it is not a weapon after all, it is just a gift of grace.

So after the initial shock, the other party quickly recovered.

"An old friend entrusted you with this? Who? Who can get your majesty's gift?"

Although not many people may know about ritual vessels in later generations, they were not a niche term in the Age of Gods when the eldest sons were still alive.

People knew exactly what that meant.

Although they didn't know who gave it to them, they knew that it was a treasure that the eldest sons valued very much.

Regarding this question, Moon thought for a while and said:

"The Rose King. The Rose King asked me to come here."

"Rose King?!"

If not knowing the angel was excusable, then not knowing the king really deserved to be punished by God.

So after carefully recalling the kings of the past and present, the angel confirmed that there was no such king and immediately rebuked:
"Are you telling the truth?"

"I told the truth. It's just that we have different perceptions that you think I'm playing tricks on you. Anyway, I didn't lie. Everything I said is true."

"Then let me go up, I want to meet your Lord God and return this sword to him."

The angel walked up to Moon with angry eyes and said:
"You really make me confused, but how can I let you go up like this?"

Moon raised the gift in his hand and said:
"Who will give it to him then?"

"I'll give it to His Majesty. You just wait. If His Majesty is willing to see you, then I will naturally come back to invite you up."

Moen shook his head and said:

“You can’t take this up.”

"Oh, what do you mean?"

The angel's face grew darker.

Moon didn't say anything more, just handed it to him:

"You can try."

The other party snatched it away with disdain. After a cold snort, he turned around and prepared to go to Storm Valley.

However, he had just flown for a bit when he felt an almost infinite weight coming from his hands.

The force was so great that even a Sequence 2 angel had no chance of resistance and fell directly.

The Beginning gave the world to the First Son, and the First Son divided the gift among his brothers.

It represents more than just a symbol, it also represents this land and original love.

Therefore, this heavy gift is too heavy for ordinary people to bear.

This is the only reason why no one has ever taken the dagger away.

Because no one can take it away.

Even the new gods that came later were mostly unable to lift these ritual vessels.

"This, why?"

The angel holding the ritual vessel was still struggling.

Veins popped out on his forehead, his authority was of no use.

He felt like his hands were going to break.

Before he can't bear it anymore.

Moon raised his hand and picked up the dagger.

The ceremonial weapon was too heavy for an angel to bear, but in Moon's hand it was just a dagger.

"So you see, I'm the only one here who can give it back."

The angel's expression kept changing as he covered his hands.

Finally, he lowered his head with a twitching mouth and said:

"Then I'll take you up."

At this point, even the dumbest person could guess that this demigod would not be just a demigod.
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And above the Storm Valley, deep in the temple among countless thunderclouds.

After hearing this report, Lei Ting fell into deep silence.

This caused some uneasiness among the angels and demigods serving here.

"His Majesty?"

In their tentative inquiries.

The ancient god finally raised his head, looked at them, sighed deeply and said:
"Everyone, go down. This has nothing to do with you. I am the only one waiting here."

(End of this chapter)