Huh? Are they all real?.

Chapter 428 Winter Embers Cromwell (4k)

As the journey progressed, Moon almost forgot how many times he had turned the bracelet.

Should it be eight times, or nine times?

Anyway, I can’t remember clearly.

Because there was nothing worth talking about in the following few times.

I didn't see my eldest sons like I did in previous times.

Even the high sequence has not been seen later.

But Moon still supplemented his understanding of the Rose King.

At least the legends survived.

For example, among the remains of him from the middle and late First Era, he found creations from the period when the Lost Ones were rampant in the Third Era.

For example, some unearthed stone tablets record him humming songs that were not created until thousands of years later.

Moon felt that the Rose King's journey was almost over.

Any more and there might be mistakes.

So the only problem now is that his exploration of the white disaster is still limited to the hummingbird.

But the problem is that Moon has roughly gone through the history of four eras.

Except for the hummingbird, the rest completely matched his 'split' memories.

Therefore, Moon couldn't help but wonder if his cutting of that strange history had been so exaggerated that even such a buggy method of going back to the past could not provide any clues.

But if it's really that powerful, then it shouldn't know about hummingbirds.

Could it be that my luck is just too bad???
Moon, who always thought that his luck was not too bad, suddenly began to doubt his luck.

After standing there and thinking for a long time.

Moon stroked his chin and muttered to himself:
"Then do it again. If this time I still get nothing, I will crush the bracelet and return. This will prevent too much influence from causing the ritual to fail."

Moon roughly finalized his idea.

But before turning the bracelet.

Thinking that maybe he was just unlucky, Moon decided to make some small preparations to save his bad luck.

No complicated rituals are required.

only need to.
After finding a stream, Moen carefully adjusted his appearance in front of his reflection in the stream.

After looking it over and over, I felt that there were no mistakes.

Moon finally came to an open space.

Like a pilgrim, he clasped his hands in front of him and prayed to the sky:

"Great Primordial, you are the Lord of Creation, our eternal father and mother. No matter how many generations we have lived in your land, we are your eternal children."

"So, great Lord, your pious child, here I ask you to bestow your grace and sprinkle your blessings on the path of destiny."

Yes, praying to God in a godless world is obviously a foolish act that goes against the beliefs of materialistic warriors.

But there really is a God in this world!
Therefore, Moen naturally had to follow the wisdom of his ancestors and pray to the only god who could give him blessing.

As for whether the Original Being, who is still sleeping eternally in theory, can hear it, and whether it will bestow blessings if it hears it.

Only the original one knows.

Moon had only done all he could anyway.

After I feel it’s about the same.

Moen turned the bracelet and made the final scheduled trip.
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Under the feet of the Human Union is the thick crust and mantle, but beyond the deeper core is a barrier that separates the two worlds.

Although the barrier under the feet of the human alliance is the last one that no one can reach in theory, the cautious creator still chose the most reliable time here.

That is the only power and heaviness that can make all the gods seem ordinary.

After all, throughout history, many famous supreme beings have become just a few words in history books.

And now, after the divine machine has pried open a miracle from the power of time.

This layer of barrier moved slightly, really very slightly, without even the Shen Ji, who was about to be promoted to a Mecha God, noticing it.

But this is just the little complement.

It is the fulfillment of someone's prayer.

As the wisdom of our ancestors said, in a world with gods, prayer is very useful.

Especially those who are blessed!
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As the scenery changed, Moon not only felt the biting cold, but also saw that his breath was covered with ice crystals.

This place is terribly cold.

It took little thought for Moen to realize it.

Maybe my prayers really work.

So, could it be that his ultimate move is not to shout the name of the goddess, but to shout the name of the original? ? ?

Amid the howling snowstorm, Moon seriously thought about a seemingly rigorous issue.

“Oh my god, is there someone in front of me???”

"People? Where can we get people in such a heavy snow? Stop making trouble, let's go quickly. Although the snowstorm came early, according to convention, they will only wait for us for three hours. If it's too late, they will close the city gates."

"Then we'll both freeze to death outside. Don't expect the masters inside to open the door for us. They'll just hide in the castle and won't be able to hear our cries."

Not far in front of Moon, the snow was so heavy that it almost completely blocked his vision.

Even in such heavy snow, there were still two men wearing thick fur coats walking in the snow, and one of them even saw Moon.

"I wasn't mistaken, that was really a person. Oh my God, why was he motionless? And he was wearing so little, was he not frozen to death?"

Following the guidance of his companion, the other man also saw Moon standing in the snow.

But after taking a look, he said:
"Forget it. This damn guy didn't even move when he was shaking. He must be dead. Don't waste time. The most we can do is call the gravedigger to collect his body, if we can still find it by then."

After saying that, he wanted to pull his companions away quickly.

They were still some distance away from the main city, and the nearest gathering place was even farther away.

If I can't get back in time, I'll definitely die.

He didn't want to freeze to death because of a controllable accident.

But his companion didn't think so. The man firmly pushed his hand away and said:

"We have to go and check it out. What if? That's a person!"

"If you're worried, just go ahead and don't worry, I know the way."

Looking at his stubborn companion, the other person could only follow him cursing.

"Sir, sir, are you still alive?"

The man, who dug a snow pit with every step, had walked to Moon's side in the heavy snow.

It was at this time that Moon looked up at him.

The gaze between the two sides made the man feel relieved and said:
"You're still alive, that's great. Are you frozen? I have some strong liquor to warm you up. Take a sip, but don't drink too much. It's too strong and you'll get drunk easily. You can't get drunk in this weather."

Regarding the bag of wine handed over by the man.

Moon chuckled and declined:

"Thank you, I'm fine, and I don't drink. My beliefs don't allow me to do that." But it was this answer, which theoretically had no problem, that shocked the two people.

Even the kind-hearted person who had just handed over the wine quickly threw away the bag in his hand.

Following his companions, he drew his hunting knife:

"Are you a heretic?! No wonder you dare to come out wearing so little. You damn devil, what do you want to do? Are you trying to tempt us to fall?"

His companions were even more excited:
"Damn it! I told you not to come over here. What should I do now? He is a heretic. I heard that they are all demons with evil powers. They will seduce our souls and make us restless after death. We can only become his slaves forever!"

But facing the legendary heretic believers, the two Morns, who were not sure whether they were farmers or hunters, obviously didn't know what to do.

This is a world where normally there is only harsh conditions.

Apart from the severe cold, the only powerful enemy they encountered was a dire wolf that was noticeably larger.

The thing nearly bit off one of their thighs.

As for the existence of heretics who possessed evil powers, they had always treated them as stories.

I didn't expect to meet you today.

"I-I didn't know! I'm sorry."

Looking at the two people's extremely excited reactions.

Moon realized something was wrong almost instantly.

He said that his faith did not allow him to drink alcohol, and that was probably why they realized that something was wrong.

It is ridiculously wrong to say that drinking alcohol is not allowed in this place because of one's own beliefs?
So, this place is monotheistic?

And monotheism has reached the point where they don’t even know about other gods?
Normally, this would not happen.

The taboos of gods and kings are something that every mortal needs to remember.

Otherwise, if the wrong name was called out that day and it fell on the head of a supreme being, it would be lucky for them to attract the law enforcement knights of the church.

If you are unlucky, then God's punishment will fall directly on your head.

Therefore, this tells Moon that this is most likely the strange history that he has cut off from himself.

But how to appease them?
There was something wrong with my words and actions just now. I guess no matter what I say now, they will treat it as a lie from the devil.

I can't really do anything to them.

Then
Moen suddenly laughed:

"Very good. You also have the ability to identify heretics. Recently, people lack the heart to guard against the devil. This is a headache for our master, so he sent me out to test your situation."

"Luckily, you guys are very perceptive! I only said one sentence."

Moon's words successfully made the two people relax a little, but only a little.

Because they suspect that this is also part of the lie.

They had heard that the devils were the best at deceiving people.

So one of them pointed his hunting knife at Moen and said:
"How do you prove that what you said is not a lie to deceive us? I know that you guys are the best at making up those ridiculous lies to gain our trust."

"God damn it, have you deceived many poor people with this trick? Have you taken away their souls?"

Moon hadn't even started talking yet, but this guy was already scaring him to death.

There was not even time for Moon to speak.

He suddenly collapsed and shouted:

"Let's run. Now that we've exposed his lies, he will definitely resort to force! We won't be able to defeat him. Let's run separately. This way, maybe one of us can survive."

When he saw his companions, he just left them and ran away.

The remaining one just glanced back and forth at Moon and his companions, then ran away.

Watching the two people disappear in the heavy snow.

Moon thought this was a good idea.

Because this gives him a very good option to prove himself.

If the confrontation continues, I, who know nothing about this side, will only make the problem worse the more I talk.

Now, only
Heavy snow can only block the sight of mortals, but not that of demigods.

And it was obvious that two mortals could not run very fast in the heavy snow.

Instead, because of panic, one of them was running towards the cliff.

What Morn has to do is also very simple.

He first passed the unfortunate guy who was running towards the cliff.

He then appeared behind another man, grabbed his collar and lifted him up, while at the same time pressing the hunting knife that he was waving at him back into his scabbard.

"What are you going to do, devil? I have a firm faith, and you can't have my soul!"

Moon didn't know whether his faith was firm or not, but he knew that his expression told him that he was almost scared to death.

This made Moen shake his head and laugh:

"I told you, I'm not a heretic. I'm just here to investigate the situation. I know you won't believe me, but you have to know that if I were a heretic, I wouldn't save you."

"Save us? Why didn't I see it? Oh my god, why is it a cliff???"

The man who was carried by Moon to the edge of the cliff let out a woman's scream.

Soon, another scream appeared, even more torturous to the ears than his.

It was another person, the man who ran away first, who finally fell off the cliff.

Moon was waiting for him, so there was no need for any trouble. He could just grab him with his other hand.

Mo En, who carried the two men back to the ground, said with a smile:

"If I were really a heretic, I would not save him, let alone bring you two here. Look, what's in front of you?"

The two frightened people subconsciously looked in the direction Moon pointed.

Then, the fortress that they were very familiar with appeared before them.

"So what now? Do you still think I'm a heretic devil?"

Because their fortress was right in front of them, the two men had no doubts.

They just lowered their heads in embarrassment and said:

"I'm sorry, sir, we, we..."

"It's okay, it's really okay, gentlemen. Your reaction is correct. It gives me good material to report back to my work."

"That's right. In order for me to run less, can you guys cooperate with me for a while? Don't worry, I'm just testing you with some small questions. Don't worry, they're all very simple."

“For example, the first question is, what is the full name of your faith?”

At first, when Moon said he wanted to test them, the two men felt a little uneasy.

But after hearing that it was actually very simple, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he answered quickly and said:

"Lord of the Seven Realms, ruler of Highgarden, the great goddess Winter Embers Cromwell."

Their answer made Moon's pupils shrink.

Why Cromwell???
(End of this chapter)