The Warrior of Love

"Yes, but she's not a goddess now." Jiang Liu shook his head. "She was reincarnated as the ancestor a long time ago and has lived in Japan, which is the island country below the floating island where you live in seclusion, for thousands of years."

"Reincarnated as a god ancestor... Well, although it was not intentional, I did something very excessive to her at that time."

Rama looked towards his left shoulder, where an elusive shadow had appeared at some point, and there was a hint of helplessness in the eyes of the gray-haired brave man.

Jiang Liu also saw the shadow, and after a quick perception he realized that it was something similar to a "guardian spirit", but the aura it exuded was extremely distorted, completely opposite to Rama's overall atmosphere.

Considering the memories that Princess Liulitong had shown him and some anecdotes about Prince Rama, Jiang Liu guessed the true identity of the shadow after a little thought.

That must be Prince Rama's younger brother: Lakshmana.

In mythology, he, like the monkey god Hanuman and princess Sita, are all partners of Rama, and they help him defeat the demon king.

It was he who shot and killed Princess Liulitong with an arrow during the final battle between Rama and the Ten-Life God Slayer, thus liberating the essence of the earth.

However, the current Roshmana did not appear in human form, but in the form of a twisted guardian spirit...

"Did he bear the "madness" for you?" Jiang Liu asked tentatively.

"That's right." Rama smiled bitterly and nodded, and Jiang Liu also suddenly realized the whole story.

Generally speaking, a disobedient god will be tainted with madness, and exhibit a personality and style that is very different from that in mythology.

But Prince Rama did not give Jiang Liu the same feeling. Just like Athena at the beginning, he was able to maintain his own self very well and showed no signs of being infected by madness.

Jiang Liu initially thought it was a special feature of the "Last King", but now it seems that Lakshmana, as a subordinate god, took on the madness on behalf of Rama, allowing Rama to appear as a true "hero who protects the people".

"Lakshmana loved me too much. He did many things that were not glorious so that I could continue on the path of a hero... but in the final analysis, it was my responsibility as the Lord God.

So, I would like you to bring a message to Sita on my behalf."

Rama smiled faintly: "I'm really sorry about what happened back then."

After saying this, Rama's body began to emit spiritual light and gradually became transparent.

"Finally, I have one more word for you..."

Jiang Liu's eyes narrowed: "What?"

"Thank you for freeing me from this fate. I can finally take a good rest."

Rama's voice lowered: "However, this world must have a "last king"! As the nemesis of the demon kings, that is, the restraining force of the godslayer... This is indispensable.

Now, I am no longer a "hero", which means that this destiny has no master... Be careful, never bow to fate, distant mountains and rivers..."

Rama dissipated into countless particles and returned to the realm of mythology, but his words were firmly imprinted in Jiang Liu's heart.

"Let's go get Athena first."

Jiang Liu, who was about to set out to bring back Athena and send the God of Wind back to his hometown, suddenly stopped, frowned, and his face suddenly became ugly.

"You came to my door so soon? You really won't let me have peace. You are even more ignorant than Alaya!"

"Om-"

Countless glowing threads were drawn from the depths of the void, forming a throne-like staircase. Each thread seemed to have magical power, making it impossible to see clearly. The threads intertwined and entangled with each other, forming the most complex network.

At some point, the world itself has changed. The huge silk fabric has formed an endless "carpet", and Jiang Liu himself has been pulled into another different "starry sky".

At the end of the silk fabric, a very petite silhouette appeared on the stairs that looked like a throne, "looking" at him indifferently.

It's hard to see her true appearance, but I can roughly tell that she's a slender girl... maybe even a young girl.

This was not a disobedient god. Jiang Liu judged at first sight that the other party's existence was far more special than that of ordinary gods.

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Liu immediately saw through the little girl's real name.

There was no way. After this little girl appeared, the feeling of being spied on by someone suddenly disappeared... or it became obvious.

In this way, no matter how slow Jiang Liu was, he would know who she was.

"What can I do for you, Your Majesty, Destiny?"

Chapter 757: Resurrected Gods

The vast universe of the real world was replaced by the starry realm of the dream world, and the boundary between reality and fantasy was rewritten so easily.

The river flow was not unstoppable, but it was naturally pulled into this realm.

--"destiny".

Jiang Liu called the girl on the throne like this.

This is not conjecture, but an inference he made after integrating information from all aspects.

On the one hand, Jiang Liu was certain that this guy was the "invisible force" that had been secretly spying on him and guiding him to meet the many Steel Gods.

On the other hand, there are these "silk fabrics" coming from under the river.

Those "threads" of unclear thickness are intertwined and woven together to form something like a "carpet".

Its true nature is buried deep in every corner of human history, recording and deducing the thread of all destiny.

The past, future and present are connected and integrated into a whole, making them influence each other yet independent of each other.

The thing that does all this is "destiny".

This is neither the real world nor the mythical world, nor the underworld in between, but the so-called "inside of the world" hidden beneath these appearances.

As Jiang Liu got more and more used to this place, the petite girl on the throne revealed her true appearance in his eyes.

She was a girl who was younger than the Goddess Guinevere, and looked no more than seven or eight years old. She had smooth golden hair that fell over her slender body, covering her private parts.

Jiang Liu just called her the "Goddess of Destiny".

But her identity is far more than just the "God of Disobedience". She is the combination of all the goddesses who control the power of "fate" in mythology. She can even be said to be the prototype of the power of restraint!

Yes, it's just a prototype.

Right now she is just acting on instinct, which is very different from the two in the Type-Moon world. Rather than being a restraining force, it is more like "the tentacles of the restraining force."

"Uh..." The little blonde girl said nothing and did not answer Jiang Liu's question "What can I do for you?" It was unclear whether she was unable to speak or felt it was unnecessary.

However, although he did not receive a response, Jiang Liu quickly understood the cause and effect and deduced the intention of the goddess of fate.

This is all thanks to Rama's reminder... Jiang Liu understood that the so-called "Last King" does not refer specifically to Rama Chandler.

The Last King is the opposite of the God Slayer.

Just as dragons and snakes attract the hero of steel - everything is intrinsically connected.

In order to give humans the power to fight against gods, Pandora created the reincarnation ritual of the godslayer.

In order to check the existence of the God Slayers, the gods chose the most powerful God of Steel to be the hero who would defeat the Demon King. Whenever the God Slayers began to spread, they would drive the Last King to annihilate the God Slayers.

The "gods" here do not actually refer to the specific number of gods, but an abstract concept. In fact, it is the decision made by the "Goddess of Fate". She can manipulate the various cause and effect lines in mythology like weaving, and naturally can give the blessings of the gods to Rama.

Everything is done to create a more stable system and ensure the normal operation of the world.

Rama is not the only final king, strictly speaking he is only the current one.

And now, the goddess of fate seems to have taken a fancy to Jiang Liu, and intends to let him, who defeated Rama, take over as the final king.

This is not surprising. Although Jiang Liu is still a "living person" now, as long as his deeds are spread, they are bound to become a myth of the new era as time goes by, and he will naturally become a powerful steel hero god.

Even Guinevere can create a "King Arthur", so don't doubt that the goddess of fate has this ability!

Maybe this is how Rama became the last king before.

Accepting this title means receiving the blessing of the "Covenant Law" and true immortality...

It sounds good, but Jiang Liu, who had fought with Rama personally, knew that the brave man was already exhausted, and the seemingly shining divine sword was now rusty.

This is clearly a shady company, no different from Type-Moon's "Guardian". Jiang Liu is not interested in selling himself to the goddess of fate just for some insignificant protection.

Are you kidding! Even Alaya can't trick me!

"Please go back, goddess."

Jiang Liu said calmly: "I'm not interested in this kind of thing."

However, the blonde girl still did not answer, but just stared at Jiang Liu with her cold eyes.

She is different from ordinary gods. Although the "shell" is also a mythical existence, it is in charge of the field of destiny and has become a kind of restraining force.

As a price, her "self" is also extremely thin, and can even be said to be a self-discipline device, and she can hardly express her own thoughts.

This also means that she is very stubborn and will not change her decision.

In the eyes of the goddess, this world must have a "last king", otherwise there will be no weight on the scale to counter the godslayer.

"Om-"

Around the blonde girl, a large number of knives appeared. They looked like both daggers and short swords, and at a glance there were tens of thousands of them.

Although its power is not as magnificent as that of the divine sword Mandala, it should not be underestimated. There is murderous intent hidden in its calmness.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Jiang Liu didn't have much time to think before the goddess's dagger attacked him like a rainstorm.

Behind Jiang Liu, the lion’s star map flashed by—but he soon frowned and realized the danger.

Although these small knives did not look like they could break through his defense, Jiang Liu quickly activated the power of thunder, transformed into a flash of light, and shuttled between the blades in the blink of an eye, successfully avoiding the first wave of attacks.

If his guess was correct, these knives should have been embodied from the myths of the "Goddesses of Fate" from all over the world. For example, there were records of the three goddesses in Northern Europe weaving and cutting the threads of fate.

Even if the physical destructive power of this kind of thing is not high, Jiang Liu is unwilling to be contaminated by it.

"There is no arrow in this world that can hit me!"

With just a few words, the light and shadow of Sagittarius flashed for a moment in this realm of destiny, and the second wave of attacks followed.

But this time, Jiang Liu stood there motionless, and those daggers "miraculously" did not hit him, as if the goddess of fate herself had missed the target.

"Similarly, no one can escape my hunting!"

The lightning of judgment materialized into a mighty spear in Jiang Liu's hand. He threw it fiercely, and in a blink of an eye it crossed the entire starry sky and hit the high throne—

"boom!"

A huge thunder roared throughout the entire realm, but in the dazzling white light, the throne and the little blonde girl were completely unharmed.

"It's you!"

Jiang Liu's eyes narrowed, and he looked at the figure blocking the throne in surprise and solemnity.

He was a burly man, holding a twisted red sword in his hand, and he used a simple slash to separate the lightning spear that could destroy a mountain.

"Bartras... the so-called "fate", can it be easily manipulated even by gods?" Jiang Liu said in a deep voice.

The god of disobedience before him is none other than the great hero of the Caucasus, Bartras!

This "Steel" who had fought with Jiang Liu and returned to the myth is now being enslaved by the goddess of fate, summoned from the mythical realm, and once again standing in front of Jiang Liu!

"Don't misunderstand me."

Bartras laughed: "I won't let anyone manipulate me. It's just that this goddess was able to discover the causal connection between you and me, and used it to activate the spell... I want to compete with you again, so I responded to the call of the goddess of fate."

This is a problem - Jiang Liu looked down at the big hole in his abdomen, his expression unchanged but he was distressed.

The injuries left by the battle with the Last King are quite serious... Should I fight Bartras under this circumstance?

But soon Jiang Liu no longer had to worry about this problem.

"Buzz!"

The violent fluctuations of cursed power disturbed the starry sky, and lines of cause and effect were pulled out from the fabric of fate, condensing into the appearance of gods in the void.

One is a warrior of great stature, wearing a lion skin;

One is a handsome young man dressed in white;

One is a rough and unruly uncle carrying a wine gourd;

One is a heroic and light-armored Valkyrie.

Hercules who disobeys!

Veleslana the disobedient!

The one who disobeys is Suzhan Mingzun!

Lancelot the Disobedient!

The Steel Heroes who once fought against Jiang Liu are on the scene again!