Huh? Are they all real?.

Chapter 437 Farewell Book

Chapter 437 Farewell Book (4k)

Although this made Bella feel as if she had done nothing.

But who cares? Just get through it!

Watching the light snow that instantly filled the entire world.

Bella kept wagging her tail.

And hummed a dog song that seemed only it could understand.

It was so happy until it noticed that there seemed to be someone standing behind it.

"Who? Who is where?"

Bella turned around quickly and finally saw who was coming.

It is a sacred tree.

"Why are you still here? As I recall, you weren't here before?"

When the goddesses suddenly headed towards the spiritual world, did the sacred tree go there or not?

Bella suddenly doubted her memory.

Because in its memory, this fragment is too ambiguous.

The goddess hiding in the veil looked at Bella and smiled:

"I did go there, but I'm back again."

"Is that so? But why did you come back? It seems that the other side is more important, right?"

If there is one goddess among all the goddesses that makes Bella most uneasy, it must be this sacred tree that makes Bella increasingly unable to see through.

"They were already there, so I came back on my own. Anyway, I felt that it would be pointless to stay there any longer, don't you agree, Bella?"

"Ahahahaha, you're such a joke, how would I know that? But, from what you said, I've gone through so many sequence zeros but gained nothing, so I guess you're right?"

Does the Holy Tree know or not?
Just like the veil that she always wears, the position of the holy tree in Bella's eyes is so vague.

"Maybe, Bella, but time is running out."

Was this directed to herself or to me?

Bella felt more and more guilty.

"We will handle his problems ourselves. You have helped us a lot, so Bella, you can go take care of your own things now."

"That's fine, that's fine."

Bella, with her ears drooped, hurriedly trotted away from the foot of the sacred tree.

Until she left the palace, Bella couldn't help but look back at the sacred tree that could no longer be seen.

It's really weird.
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The sudden attack of the goddesses caught the Horned Man and others off guard.

Whether it was the Holy Spear at the beginning or the goddesses that followed.

They all attacked them to death without a doubt.

The fact that he could still be alive under such circumstances really surprised even the Horned Man himself.

So much so that he even escaped behind the door.

He still subconsciously felt around his body, trying to see if something was missing due to some unknown aftermath.

Fortunately, they are all intact.

This made him breathe a sigh of relief.

He still had a lot of things to do, and he was the only one among them who came.

So nothing can happen to him.

Otherwise, their ambitions will really be in vain.

He stood up and looked around the surroundings, making sure it was generally safe.

The horn man then walked up to Eve with a serious expression.

Eve had fallen to the ground unconscious.

The little girl was lying on top of her, crying and pushing Eve.

Trying to wake the other person up.

In the catastrophe of the Old World, she had lost everything.

So Eve, who almost overlaps with her mother, is her last resort.

But it was obvious that all her actions were in vain.

See the horn man approaching.

The little girl cried and grabbed the trouser leg of the cornerman and said:
"Uncle, uncle, look at what happened to my elder sister. Woohoo, she's bleeding so much. It's so scary!"

The horn man ignored the little girl's cries.

He just frowned, squatted down and checked Eve's injuries.

Just as they expected at first.

Eve, who carries the Holy Relic, is invincible.

However, that was based on the premise that the 'holy remains' she had retrieved were already complete.

And now, Eve's body can be said to be completely unharmed.

The only thing missing was her right hand.

The injury to the right hand was so severe that the cornermen were wondering why the hand still maintained its 'form'.

That's literally broken.

It's like a piece of cracked porcelain frozen in time before it shatters completely.

From this, we can be sure that her soul is probably like this.
"It's only one piece away from being complete, but it's still so far from being a true god?"

Talking to himself, the Horned Man reminded himself of what he had seen before.

The unstoppable holy spear was easily destroyed in her left hand.

After confirming that this scene was indeed true, Jiaoren nodded with satisfaction and said:

"Fortunately, the Holy Relics did not disappoint us. The only problem was that the container was really too bad."

"But that's not a problem, because we're already 'behind the door'."

Looking at the horn man who completely ignored him because his elder sister was not there.

The little girl mustered up the courage to ask:
"Uncle, how is my elder sister?"

At this point, the horn man's attention was focused on the little girl.

After staring for a moment, the horn man smiled and said:

"She's fine, and soon she'll even be whole. But your words, little one, I have a question for you."

The man with a kind smile on his face changed direction and squatted in front of the little girl:

"Little one, can I ask you to stay with your big sister?"

"I really want this, but my elder sister doesn't seem to want me to follow her all the time."

In response to the horn man's questioning, the little guy couldn't help but lower his head.

Eve wanted her to leave, she knew it.

But where else could she go?

The little girl obviously couldn't give an answer to this overly profound question.

The horn man rubbed her head more kindly and said:
"It's okay, just stay if you want, because didn't she chase you away all the time?"

Finally, the horn man added two more sentences in his mind:

'For the ridiculous hypocrisy.'

'For that shameful selfishness.'

"really?"

The little girl was obviously overjoyed, but soon she remembered what was really important:

"But uncle, you said that my elder sister would be fine, then why couldn't I wake her up? My mother said that if a person can't be woken up, then they will never wake up!"

The horn man smiled and rubbed the little girl's head and said:

"Don't worry, little one. Your mother is not always right. She just told you her wrong perceptions."

After saying this, the horned man stood up and looked at the vast snowfield ahead.

After staring for a moment, the horn man grabbed Eve's right hand.

That was the only place I could cut.

But after taking a look at the cracks that were seeping with blood.

The horn man laughed at himself and said:

"Why do you need to cut it open? Just use it directly."

In the little girl's anxiety, she saw the Horned Man make a choice similar to that of Moon.

That is throwing a branch into the sky.

The only difference is that the Horned Man here dyed the branch with Eve's blood before throwing it up.

As the branches fell to the ground.

The direction that the corner people need is also pointed out.

It's right in front of them!
That's where the final right hand is.

Seeing this, the Horned Man immediately carried the unconscious Eve on his back and headed towards the last piece of the puzzle.
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After saying goodbye to Abel, Morn arrived at the ruins that Abel had mentioned. In that city, Morn found out that Mr. Conan had been taken to the atrium.

So Moon came to this ancient battlefield ruins on the way.

Of course, it can also be said that this is a place that cannot be avoided at all.

Anyway, as long as you go to the atrium, you will definitely pass by the ruins that wrap around the entire Mount Babylon.

Looking at the giant that is still lifelike in front of me.

Moon was very sure that they were the pure-blooded giants created by the Original One himself.

It is a perfect life like the ancient dragon.

Immortal, powerful, wise.

"But if this happens, the time will be completely messed up."

After confirming the other party's identity, Moon rubbed his eyebrows in pain.

Why on earth would the long-extinct pure-blooded giants and other equally fading mythical creatures appear here in such a large scale?

The time in this world should indeed be after the Age of Gods.

Moon, who had no idea of the current situation, finally left with a sigh.

If you don’t understand, just don’t try.

Go directly to the atrium to find Mr. Conan.

Let him quickly deliver a message to the goddesses to avoid any serious trouble in the end.

Moon, with a gloomy face, moved forward with a gloomy face.

I don’t know if it was to calm Moon’s emotions or if it just happened to be this time.

In the first ray of sunshine after the snowstorm stopped, the clear sound of the piano pierced the silence.

The E flat minor chord opens the piece.

The bright scale in F major and the chromatic scale with temporary modulation are its main melody.

This piece of music is full of clear and cheerful joy.

Just listening to it fills people with hope and strength.

But, for some reason, deep down in the song, it seems to be filled with sadness.

This song is definitely familiar to the people in this world.

Because they have listened to this piece of music all their lives.

From birth to death, the goddess's never-ending singing accompanies them.

As for Moen.

This too will not be unfamiliar.

Because this is a song from my hometown.

On the white snowfield, among countless ancient corpses.

Just like those corpses, these travelers do not belong to this world.

It was as if time had come to a standstill, stuck in the same place.

Unable to move at all.

It was like seeing Abel and remembering the hundred-year agreement with him.

After hearing this song in person.

Moon also remembered more things related to this song.
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I choose each key by myself, and of course, the same goes for other parts such as the pegboard and resonance plate.

This is a very energy-consuming process.

But compared to all this, the time it takes to reproduce it all is even longer.

Even at the very beginning, I felt that I would not succeed.

Unexpectedly, I succeeded.

I successfully created the piano, which is known as the king of musical instruments, in this remote foreign land!
After playing a few notes lightly.

The crisp sound even reminded me of hummingbirds.

If there is one thing about my sister that everyone praises, it must be her singing.

According to the hummingbird herself, she sang as a gift to herself and her mother.

So he developed a singing voice that surprised many of his brothers.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but chuckle softly.

But it was also at this time.

An equally clear voice sounded from behind:
"You said you prepared a gift for me, so this is it?"

I didn't look back.

Because I have seen her many times, this is just a very insignificant scene in daily life.

There was no need to look back at her.

Of course, it may be that they don't dare.
I just continued to play the piano.

Let that beautiful but tuneless sound be played.

“Is this a musical instrument? I’ve never seen such a large instrument before, but it’s undeniable that it sounds great, and I can sense that its upper limit is definitely beyond everyone’s cognition.”

A pair of frosty hands came out from behind him.

Then it fell on the piano keys.

Unlike my own casual fiddling, the owner of these hands went over it all.

It immediately combined to create a pleasant sound.

"Well, it's wonderful. This gift is really beyond my expectations."

In her increasingly cheerful voice.

He held down her hands on the piano keys, feeling the addictive warmth and coolness.
"No, it's not."

"Hey! Isn't this a gift for me?"

Her voice sounded surprised.

I laughed and said:

"This counts as well, but it's not all, it's incidental."

"is it?"

At her own signal, she pulled her hands away from behind her back.

He left the entire piano in front of him.

Recalling the song in memory.

He sat down in front of the piano and said solemnly:
"My real gift to you is a piece of music."

"You have made a new instrument for me, and you have prepared a piece of music for me?"

"Yes. But I just copied what others have said. I hope you don't mind."

"Ah, it's another piece of plagiarism that I've never seen before, right? It doesn't matter, whether it is or not, I don't mind, so, what is the song you gave me?"

at her urging.

I played the song that she had played and sung until now, with a little awkwardness.

Even if you can't see behind you.

He also knew that the extremely cheerful melody would surely make her, who was standing behind him, look equally cheerful.

Wait until it's all over.

She asked curiously:

"What a nice tune, and such a cheerful tune. What's her name?"

In response, I remained silent, with my hands placed on the piano keys without moving.

This strangeness seemed to make her realize that something was wrong:

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"Let's wait until later to tell you the name of this piece."

"Is that so? Well, if you want."