The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

She slowly closed her eyes and spoke softly.

"You treacherous oath-breaker."

The angry curses turned into soft whispers, vanishing without a trace in the wind amidst the melting snow and ruins.

"A liar who doesn't keep his promises."

……

……

Alice left.

Since she has decided to get involved, she will do her best, especially since there are still many things to deal with.

And just after Alice left, the hazy phantom reappeared in the spot where her gaze had just been.

Just as she had expected, Ning Feng did indeed return.

Although Ke Ningfeng returned, he was unable to prevent the tragedy from happening.

Ning Feng miscalculated.

He had thought he would fall into a deep sleep during that self-destruction and spend the monotonous years with the gods.

Ning Feng's act of seeking out the Lord of Holy Light to self-destruct was not entirely a desperate gamble, but rather based on evidence and certainty.

The Lord of Light can be seen as one of the brightest forces in the world today, playing a significant role in balancing the forces of darkness and bringing a delicate balance to the scales.

What if some discordant impurities were mixed into this pure light?

What changes will occur in the world once this hard-won balance is broken?

Even if it doesn't explode with a bang, it will still produce some strange chain reactions.

This seemingly harmless chain reaction wouldn't even amount to a ripple in other situations, but now that the conflict between man and God has reached its peak, the effect is quite different.

The whole world is like sitting on a giant, high-pressure powder keg. Not to mention a tiny spark, even just a tiny spark from friction could cause a violent explosion.

Ning Feng's self-destruction was essentially using everything he had to serve as a small electric arc igniter.

Judging from the future, he should have succeeded.

However, while the plan was good, reality always has its own strange twists and turns.

The process of deriving from the future outcome did not perfectly match the conjecture.

But in the end, he did not lose consciousness, or rather, he did not completely lose consciousness.

Ning Feng succeeded in using himself as fuel to ignite the flames, successfully corrupting the Lord of Holy Light and even contributing to the collapse of the divine realm...

Ning Feng realized that part of himself had indeed entered a deep sleep along with the gods, but another part remained conscious.

The divine part was completely stripped from Ning Feng's soul, leaving only the pure human part remaining conscious.

Upon realizing he was not asleep, Ning Feng immediately returned to Sky City.

But when he tried to tell Alice that he had returned, he found that he could not be sensed.

At that moment, he suddenly understood.

I have become a wandering ghost in the past.

An evil spirit from the past.

Chapter 530 Darkness (Volume 6, End)

Ning Feng is not incapable of intervening in his surroundings.

But no matter what he did, he couldn't convey his existence to the other person.

No matter what Ning Feng did, no matter what method he used, Alice could not detect his presence.

Until just now, finally, the only unexpected event occurred.

Ash finally found Ning Feng, heard his words of obstruction, and heard his helpless sigh.

"I'm sorry, there's no way to save you."

Ning Feng didn't know what caused this, but he still didn't stop the precocious child who wanted to become a hero.

"But I will come to pick you up."

"Wait until you become a hero once again."

……

……

From that day on, Ning Feng began his solitary wandering.

He watched as the Prophets made groundbreaking progress in their research into magic, as they extracted knowledge from the creations of the gods and successfully seized divine authority.

He witnessed the birth of the first Awakened One and saw the boy named Keynes become a powerful warrior.

He watched as Alice led the Prophets to once again raise the Sky City and depart from this desolate island filled with sorrow.

They also watched as some of them chose to stay and establish new countries, not for power and enjoyment, but to experiment with the possibility of creating artificial gods.

Those people called themselves "Gods".

He watched as the newly born prophets would spread the precious knowledge they had gained through countless sacrifices, so that more people would not have to go down the same wrong path, and share this power that had been taken from the gods.

He also witnessed Alice, in the name of "prophet," leading mortals to raise the banner of counterattack and turn their swords against the once high and mighty divine apostles!

The gods have vanished, but someone has to pay the price.

He wandered the battlefield.

They watched as extraordinary beings were driven out of the world by mortals, hiding in the corners of the world, praying for the return of the gods.

In this long century, the familiar has passed away, and the new has taken over everything from the predecessors.

I witnessed the struggles, sacrifices, and eventual victory of mortals who had gained power... and accompanied them as they ended this dark age that had lasted for three hundred years.

He witnessed the rise of ordinary people.

It also witnessed their division.

Just as Alice had initially feared, power brought about change, and the once unbreakable belief eventually began to deviate over time.

He watched as the Prophet's Society underwent various changes after the war, gradually splitting into different organizations, but eventually being reassembled into a new behemoth under Alice's leadership—the Watchmen.

He witnessed the transformation of the Silver Alliance, watching them become the Silver Council in their quest for greater influence.

He saw Kane choose to pray to Alice before his death, transforming himself to gain a long lifespan at the cost of never gaining power, so that he could continue to secretly monitor the Silver Council, ready to strike down the sword hanging over their heads at any time.

The Tribunal, the Adventurers' Guild Alliance, the Royal Court of Glory... one by one, these once weak organizations grew stronger and transformed over time.

But in any case, mortals ushered in their own glorious millennium.

The awakened become society, protecting the society of ordinary people.

Ning Feng has always been a witness to all of this.

He was unable to communicate with anyone, and although he was surrounded by people, he felt incredibly lonely.

And there was another person who was equally lonely.

He watched Alice, who called herself "The Stargazer," disappear from sight, and sat alone on the highest floor of the Watcher's City.

She bid farewell to one former comrade-in-arms after another in solitude, until she was left all alone.

This is the most glorious and brilliant millennium in human history; no era has ever been as powerful as it is now.

But Alice's room was always shrouded in darkness.

After that soliloquy, she never mentioned that taboo name again, and never revealed a word of her own thoughts.

She simply stood by the window, quietly gazing at the surging sea of ​​clouds, resisting the curses of the gods and the erosion of external laws, and experiencing the passing of life.

Even Ning Feng, who had been with her for a thousand years, didn't know what she was thinking.

Is she resenting the guy who broke his promise?

Maybe.

He witnessed the birth and growth of a primal elf girl, watching her hide alone in a corner and cry.

But what the child didn't know at the time was that she was never truly alone.

There was always an unseen shadow accompanying her, helping her through her loneliest time.

He has always been there.

Ning Feng wanders through this world, strolling along the river of time, savoring the rewards beyond solitude.

He had seen scorched earth and the first buds sprouting the following year after a raging fire.

I have witnessed destruction, and I have also witnessed rebirth.

He had witnessed betrayal among former allies, and he had also seen the absurdity of a demon lord falling in love with his own slave.

He also witnessed the truth behind the accident twenty years ago, saw the researchers sacrifice themselves in the failure, and saw the two children left behind being adopted by their adoptive father, whose heart had already broken down.

Even though the adoptive father's heart was already twisted at that time, his love for the two children was genuine.

Li Tian never intended to harm those two children.

He watched his adoptive father descend into depravity, and knew that when he almost lost control and killed the child, he went through a difficult struggle before choosing to fake his death and leave.

One person continues to walk alone on that road filled with despair.

Ning Feng had considered stopping him, but after witnessing his breakdown and despair, he chose to give up and left with a sigh.

He had seen too much of that kind of despair and persistence a thousand years ago.

He once followed a black cat who had been a stray for hundreds of years, watching her cause trouble wherever she pleased, until she finally fell into a deep sleep after exhausting her strength.

He also witnessed an angel who fell into self-doubt after the gods disappeared, and saw her self-imposed isolation as she tried to find the answer in this way.

……

The veil of mystery has been peeled away by time, and many things that were once unclear have been answered in front of witnesses to a thousand years of history.

After witnessing so much, he never gave up thinking and instead had new questions.