The comments said I was deeply affectionate, I just added points by using an alternate account.

"Oh My God."

Red Kite, carrying a heavy giant axe, strode over.

"You've finally returned unharmed!"

Her loud, boisterous voice instantly broke the somewhat somber atmosphere in the corridor.

"I thought you weren't coming with us!"

As she complained at the top of her lungs, she unceremoniously swung her free hand and slapped Chen Guan hard on the shoulder, making a dull thud.

"It's good that you're back."

Su Yuehe also quickly walked over.

"It's good that you're back safe and sound."

She raised the back of her hand and wiped the water stains off her cheeks haphazardly. A noticeable redness still lingered around the edges of her eyes, but her voice was filled with genuine joy.

That heartfelt excitement expressed her feelings far better than any flowery words.

Long Ao also walked to the other side of Chen Guan, carrying his weapon. He still had that cool guy look who didn't like to talk much, and he just nodded his chin at Chen Guan as a greeting.

But the meaning in his eyes was quite clear.

This is probably Long Ao's style of concern.

"It seems we really don't need to prepare any psychological counseling plan in advance."

Yin Chen strolled over slowly from behind, arms crossed, his tone once again carrying his usual teasing tone.

"But I'm still quite curious."

He turned his head slightly to look into Chen Guan's eyes.

"What did you go in there for?"

He paused for two seconds, then immediately added the second half of the sentence.

"I'm just curious, what exactly did you do to make all the resentment in this wretched place disappear so completely?"

He spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders.

"I guess you now owe all of us a detailed explanation."

Faced with his companions' chatter of concerned inquiries and curious questions, Chen Guan simply stood quietly and listened.

He could clearly feel that when his hand was firmly clasped with An Changqing's, when Hong Yuan's warm hand patted his shoulder, and when he was once again surrounded by these familiar and vibrant life forces, a long-lost sense of groundedness called reality was slowly flowing back into his heart through his veins.

He didn't need to become some abandoned ancient god, nor did he need to be some unfortunate descendant burdened with a bloodline curse.

He is Chen Guan.

They are the companions of those standing here.

Chen Guan scanned the faces of everyone in front of him one by one, and finally nodded slightly.

"We'll talk about it on the way back."

He hasn't finished writing out some parts that are not quite right yet.

It needs to be written slowly.

A casual yet slightly mocking voice suddenly rang out from the depths of his mind.

"Hey kid, long time no see."

Chen Guan continued forward without pausing, and the muscles on his face remained unchanged.

But his brain seemed to pause for a moment at that instant.

The nonchalant voice that echoed in my mind belonged to Baal.

haven't seen you for a long time.

"What kind of remote, run-down place have you come to?"

Barr's voice carried a clear hint of disdain.

"In words you can understand, the signal here is terrible. If your signal hadn't suddenly disappeared, Lord Baal would have almost forgotten about you. Reconnecting the signal took a lot of effort from Lord Baal."

He paused for a moment.

"Um, wait a minute."

His tone changed subtly in the next second, a hint of surprise mixed into his nonchalant tone.

"This smells familiar."

He drew out his words in Chen Guan's mind.

"Are you lucky or unlucky, kid? How come you always manage to land on one of these things' graves without a doubt?"

His tone grew increasingly curious.

"Let me see which deity you've found this time?"

Chen Guan silently responded in his heart.

"A hapless fellow who harbored resentment for ten thousand years after being betrayed by his believers."

Baal's arrival seems quite good; if Chen Guan were to find an old man of considerable age, it would undoubtedly be this demon god who has lived for who knows how many years.

Living long enough and holding a high enough position means knowing a wealth of secrets.

"Unlucky guy?"

Baal let out a low laugh from the depths of Chen Guan's consciousness, as if he had heard an extremely absurd joke.

"Kid, your understanding of the word 'god' is still too superficial."

He suppressed his smile: "A being that can be betrayed and erased by a civilization using every means possible is never a kind soul."

Seeing Baal's knowing look, Chen Guan honestly said, "That will wants me to inherit everything He left behind and to sit on His throne."

"God's throne?"

Barr's laughter became even louder.

"Oh, I see."

He slowly and methodically analyzed the situation in Chen Guan's mind.

"His original body should have completely perished, and he should only have a last bit of restless thought left, wanting to find a new body to complete his revenge."

His tone carried a certain certainty.

"You have the qualities that He likes, which is why He went to great lengths to find you."

"Do you know the true identity of that will?"

Chen Guan immediately grasped the key information revealed in the other party's words.

"Of course I know."

Baal's tone became somewhat subtle, as if he were flipping through a dusty, ancient book.

"Although I was probably only a short time after He completely perished, I have heard some of the stories about Him."

"In those records older than history, in what you humans call the Lost Age, He had several different names."

Baal's voice slowly unfolded in Chen Guan's mind.

"The spirits of the past."

"The deceased traveler."

"Or you can call Him by His most central name."

"Lord of Nothingness".

These weighty words struck the depths of Chen Guan's consciousness.

He always thought he had only encountered an ordinary god, otherwise he wouldn't have been killed by mortals.

However, they never expected that the name associated with this remaining will would have such an astonishing background.

Although I don't quite understand the specific meaning, just looking at this string of titles, I know it's not simple. Moreover, judging from Baal's words, this person is an existence even older than Baal.

"Why is the expression on your face so strange?"

Su Yuehe carefully noticed the fleeting, unusual expression on Chen Guan's face.

"Are there any unresolved lingering issues?"

"no."

Chen Guan quickly gathered his scattered thoughts, looked at Su Yuehe and shook his head, then asked Baal the most crucial question in his heart.

"So why was He betrayed by His believers?"

The murals he saw deep in the passageway and the emotions he felt all pointed to a devastating betrayal.

Why?

Barr's tone was clearly mocking.