Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 118 A Very Long Journey

The path opened by the sword light slowly closed behind him, isolating all the darkness and erosion in the Land of God's Destruction.

However, as Lord and Celie got closer to the edge, the suppressed darkness seemed to have come to life and began to boil over.

The sticky muddy undercurrent was like a huge wave, fiercely hitting the light released by Orger. The momentum was so strong that it even dimmed the brilliance like the scorching sun.

"boom--!"

Darkness and light intertwine.

Countless twisted black tides danced madly, trying to break through the barrier of light and drag the prey that had just escaped back into the abyss.

Seeing this scene, Lord secretly hid his arm.

I didn't expect that my arrival would activate the pollution here.

The filthy darkness mixed with a cold breath is bound to return to the embrace of the most original source.

And the most fundamental pollution is within Lord's body.

As a being completely swallowed by the black mud, Lord naturally became the source of this pollution, and this source also triggered the current boiling.

Celia's expression changed slightly, and she subconsciously grabbed the corner of Lord's clothes.

"Don't worry!"

Lord comforted her, holding Celie's hand dishonestly with his little hand.

Now he has more than one kind of god-level power in his body. Orger's return brings him the power from the goddess's authority.

Two forces of the same level can naturally easily deal with the black mud in front of them.

His eyes flashed, and Orger's magic began to be released. The clear sound of sword rang out, and the majestic divine power poured in again, completely repelling the surging black mud waves.

With the help of Orger's power, the two quickly escaped from the influence of the black mud wave in the Land of God's Fall.

Behind him, the edge of the black wave, which had completely lost its target, rolled in vain, and finally could only slowly retreat and lurk back into the darkness.

Celia looked back with lingering fear at the forbidden area that swallowed up the light, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

She looked at Lord beside her with concern in her eyes: "Are you okay? It was really dangerous just now."

Lord didn't answer immediately. He just walked up to Celie, stretched out his finger, and flicked her forehead.

"Well!"

Celie covered her forehead and glared at him in dissatisfaction.

This human actually dared to hit me! ?
How arrogant!

Celia originally wanted to fight back in the same way, but Lord's next words dissuaded her from doing so.

"You know the danger, but you still dare to go in?"

After the danger is over and they arrive at a safe place, Lord will give a good lecture to this ignorant elf lady in front of him.

"There's no other way. Isn't this the only place I haven't looked for? And I know you're here!"

After the elf lady finished speaking, she showed an expression that said, "As expected," and seemed very proud of her choice.

Lord was even more furious.

"What do you take me for? I don't even dare stay here! I'm not like Org who can conceal my aura."

"But it all turned out well, didn't it? Is Orger okay?"

"It's nothing, just a bit of energy expenditure." Lord patted the divine sword at his waist reassuringly. Although the elf lady seemed completely forgetful, he didn't intend to say anything more. After all, she was still going on an adventure to find herself.

As the person involved, I don't have much right to blame the other party.

Just a few words of sermon will do.

"But since you're not in the Land of the Fallen Gods, then where are you? I haven't found any trace of you on the continent, but I've heard many stories about you."

The story of Lord, the former godslayer, has spread throughout the continent.

Not only was the opponent the wielder of three holy swords, he was also a legendary figure who had annihilated an entire demon army with a single blow, and he had even accomplished the impossible feat by beheading the mythical hero who was the demon's faith-based god.

Now, all the demons and monsters on the continent have lost their connection with the gods. Once they die, they will turn into ashes without leaving any trace.

It can be said that you no longer have to worry about how to deal with the monster corpses.

Celia heard people of different races singing the praises of Lord's heroic deeds, and even she herself was included in them.

Hearing Celia's question, Lord had no intention of hiding anything. Now that his erosion could be slowly dissipated with the help of Orger's power, he could tell Celia.

"Celiai, I must tell you something." He paused, as if weighing his words. "I didn't disappear intentionally these past thirty years. During the final battle, my body was completely eroded by the darkness." He raised his hand and pointed to the darkness that enveloped the entire God's Falling Land not far away.

Celie was slightly startled, her golden pupils fixed on Lord's face and body.

She stretched out her hand, placed her small hand on Lord's chest, and leaned her whole body over, sensing the other person through the most core part of the human body.

The warmth was filled with vitality, exactly the same as in my memory.

But this is exactly wrong.

Because thirty years have passed since the final battle.

The body of the human in front of him should be starting to age, just like the Norn he had seen before.

But the other person's body is unbelievably young, and even his appearance has not changed at all.

After careful perception, Celie could indeed sense a very subtle but pure breath of "new life".

"Erosion..." Celie's voice lowered, trembling with fear. "So, what about you now?"

"Don't worry, it's been resolved." Lord said calmly, "In order to survive and to see you again, I had to undergo a 'reincarnation'.

He completely discarded his polluted body, used the power of life to reshape his body, and spent thirty years adapting to this new body.

That’s why, after 30 years, I look exactly the same.”

He deliberately ignored the enormous cost of rebuilding his body and the possibility of immortality.

Just think of it as a surprise for Miss Elf in the future!

Celia digested this information.

The elves' thoughts are direct and pure.

After a brief moment of astonishment, great joy instantly washed away all worries!
"That means we can continue our adventure!" She excitedly grabbed Lord's arm, a pure smile on her face, "Decades, or even longer!"

In the long scale of her life, decades are just a brief moment.

But the thought of being able to spend this moment together with her best friend again was enough to make her satisfied.

Lord smiled and nodded. "Yes, we can continue traveling together. It will be a very long journey." He emphasized this intentionally, but unfortunately the elf lady didn't hear the subtext in his words. "Where do you want to go this time? You lead the way."

(End of this chapter)