Myth: I am God!

Chapter 94 Death and a New Journey (The chapter about Heavenly Fire has been revised)

The war with the bandits ended quickly.

Isaac's timely awakening of the "Oracle's Eye" minimized the losses in this war.

But since it's war... there will inevitably be casualties.

The injured are relatively easy to heal, even if they have internal injuries... as long as it's not a broken arm or leg, or a fatal wound, the [Breath of the Yew], which Isaac and his mother share, can heal most of them.

But there are always some deaths.

In this battle, Canaan deployed approximately seven hundred men, of whom about a dozen died by their own swords. When their comrades examined their wounds, they had already lost their breath and pulse.

Surprisingly, none of these people died with smiles on their faces, as if, in the instant the enemy's swords came at them, they saw not death and fear... but faith.

When Isaac saw these dead people, he sighed.

The pastor buried these righteous people who survived the fire of heaven but were killed by the sword on a hillside, and prayed for each of them, hoping that their souls could ascend to heaven and return to God's throne.

However, before the funerals of these people who died on the battlefield were over...

Isaac then received devastating news—

Old Tyr is dying.

Immediately, he abandoned everything he was doing and ran to old Tyre’s yard with tears in his eyes, hoping to see the old man one last time... However, life doesn’t always go as planned.

Upon arriving at the courtyard, we pushed through the crowd of people announcing the death.

When they saw old Tyr on the bed.

He is dead.

When he saw this elderly man with gray hair, who had treated him like his own grandson, now dying in front of him... he felt flustered and helpless, but in the end, it turned into sorrow and guilt.

Later he heard about it from others.

Old Tyr, at the age of seventy-two, killed thirty-three high-ranking warriors in that war, single-handedly with two swords.

Although he knew that Grandpa Tyr must have gone to heaven.

She went to enjoy a comfortable life with her father.

However, the sorrow of being separated from loved ones forever remained in his heart.

Like his father, he would occasionally dream of him, or occasionally hear that familiar whisper at night... but when he came to his senses, he couldn't tell whether it was a revelation from his father or a hallucination caused by his excessive longing.

May you rest in peace in heaven, Grandpa Tyre...

Isaac sighed and prayed silently.

And this time.

A pastor walked over.

He was in charge of the funeral arrangements for old Tyr, and he saw Isaac looking sorrowful.

Something came to mind.

He then took out a black sword from the side. Although the bloodstains on the sword had been wiped clean, the fishy smell still lingered.

Isaac was taken aback when he saw this, only to hear the priest say, "Master Tyr was calling your name until his death."

"He hopes to carry on your father's legacy while..."

"And he inherited his sword..."

"So that...the story of the Messiah and the swordsman may continue from this day forward..."

He also said...

"That iron sword followed your father to slay the lion. The sword is broken, which means the past... has become the prologue."

"And this black sword... he wants it to follow you."

Go and write a paragraph.

"A new story that belongs to you, to Isaac Messiah."

Spring is gradually coming to a close...

In the twilight sunset.

They bid farewell to the legendary warrior, whose coffin was buried beside the cave of the hero Arah.

A slightly broken sword.

He was buried in the soil along with him.

Countless years later, perhaps the name of that warrior will be forgotten.

But what is undeniable is that when those painters and artists in the future paint the murals of the sacred temples.

Beside the First Messiah.

An elderly swordsman is always depicted in the painting.

People do not know his name.

But we will always remember him.

A few days later.

The robbers were executed in the marketplace of Canaan.

The group of judges, composed of priests, carried out this task. They first considered the Canaanites' judgment of their sins, and finally, as instructed by the fire of heaven and Isaac, they bound these sinners to pyres and burned them.

They struggled and screamed in the fire, just like the sinners they had seen in the heavenly fire that day.

And when punishing and interrogating these robbers.

The priests discovered some incredible information and hurriedly told Isaac: "Isaac! These bandits aren't done yet..."

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"They call themselves the Brotherhood, and have been entrenched in the eastern forests for years, wielding considerable influence..."

"These people are just a part of it..."

"They also have a camp, and there are quite a few people in the camp..."

"They said..."

"There are still several Golden Warriors in that camp!"

"Moreover, they also said that this operation was discussed with those people... Once they discover that they are missing, they will definitely use all their forces to attack Canaan again, so it would be best to let them go... They said that their forces, when assembled, are enough to conquer a medium-sized city-state, let alone small Canaan."

Isaac frowned when he heard this.

This habit is exactly the same as his father's.

He pondered for a moment.

Then he made a decision that surprised everyone—

"Tell me where their camp is."

"I'll go and take them down."

"With such a potential hazard nearby, I really can't feel at ease..."

"How can you guard against thieves for a thousand days?"

The priests were about to shake their heads and tell Isaac not to be so impulsive.

But then he suddenly remembered Isaac, who could walk freely through flames and terrify hundreds of bandits with a single glance...

They suddenly realized that the person in front of them was no ordinary person.

He is the son of Nayara, the new Messiah...

then...

Isaac immediately entrusted Canaan to the care of the priests, while he donned the Father's cloak and carried the black sword of old Tyr.

Under the earnest, worried gaze of his mother.

Like his father, he resolutely left Canaan.

He embarked on his own journey...

Isaac left the land surrounded by the three mountains along the river.

They followed the wide, safe trade route toward the city of Argos.

However, that was not his destination.

Based on the information obtained through interrogation by the priests.

On the third day.

Then we turned into the depths of the forest and walked along the broken logs.

Along the way, we didn't encounter any wild beasts, only ordinary ones... It seems the intelligence was correct; the so-called Brotherhood camp is probably nearby, otherwise, given the frequency of wild beast spawning in the eastern forest...

Isaac uses his newly acquired "Oracle's Eye" every now and then.

Wild animals are only so rare if human intervention has cleared the area.

Isaac had a good sense of direction and never got lost on the fifth day of his journey.

He then discovered the location of the Brotherhood's camp.

To Isaac's surprise...

The camp was neither a mountain stronghold nor in the form of tents or tents.

It was a cave.

On the left and right sides of the cave's exterior stood two clusters of torches made of human bones.

The cave was dark and bottomless.

If it weren't for the few figures lingering outside the cave...

Isaac would definitely think he'd come to the wrong place.

Seeing this, Isaac tried out the new uses of the [Oracle's Eye] that he had researched on his journey over the past few days.

He slowly approached the figures of several patrolling people at the cave entrance.

Then, seeing that the distance was about right, he reached out his hand.

Its golden eyes shone brightly, with a faint "F" pattern appearing within them.

Then, he let out a soft chuckle—

"flame."

The next moment, the fire element in the atmosphere was forcibly gathered.

A blazing fireball.

It slowly coalesced and appeared in his palm.

And it floats and rotates in the palm of your hand.