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Unexpectedly, Ella let out a soft laugh upon hearing this.

The shepherd tilted his head in confusion. "I've never been good at empathizing with human emotions, but I can tell you seem to be in a better mood."

"I was just thinking that even you have things you can't do anything about him."

Ella gently cradled Ye Xiao's head in her arms.

"Through tens of thousands of reincarnations, it seems that his choices were not always correct."

"Rather than saying it's incorrect, it's more accurate to say it has left behind many problems and even made the world a mess."

The God of Light sounded somewhat helpless.

"Yes, it was a mess, but it was the first... most beautiful world I had ever seen."

Ella held the sleeping head in her arms, and after a moment of silence, she spoke softly.

"My Lord, please... send me back."

"I will now open the gate to Earth for you..."

"No, I mean the present world."

Ella interrupted.

The God of Light seemed stunned. After looking the girl up and down, whose eyes were slightly red and swollen, he asked hesitantly, "Are you sure?"

Ella said softly, "This is the world he left me, and I want to go back."

Even if that place is on the verge of being destroyed by chaos?

"From the images he left behind, I only see... that even chaos is not invincible."

“He did find Lydia’s weakness, but you are not him.”

"I was not him before, but all that I have experienced in this world is also my experience as Ye Xiao."

Although the little girl's voice trembled, her tone became increasingly firm.

“Pilgrimage Day, Stormport, the Imperial City, Valen... these are stories that I explored as myself, and also as him.”

"Courage and wisdom are not innate definitions, but rather our shared past and memories."

"My inner self cannot negate my past. The stories I have experienced have shaped the complete me I am today."

"So I am Ella Haviere, but I am also Ye Xiao. No matter how scared I am as Ella, I will never choose to run away as Ye Xiao!"

"Open the gate to another world for me, my divine being! This time, I will definitely kill Lydia!!"

Although his facial features were not visible, the God of Light did indeed smile.

"I understand."

"That's why I like humans... because there will always be one or two people whose thoughts I can't understand."

"But that's not important. I'm glad you made that choice."

"It's not because of fate or divine intervention, but simply because it's a choice you made yourself."

The God of Light gently released the scepter in his hand, causing it to slowly fly towards Ella.

"This is……?"

“My half-body, my life, left behind seven tombs, within which the shattered life authority has been taken and defiled by Lydia.”

"But as the fallen light, in order to avoid her corruption, I hid the divine tomb and the authority of complete light in this place where different worlds meet."

"Wait, isn't the power of light with Alina?"

“I did provide shelter to that poor child, but she is not in a position to wield the authority I possess.”

Guangming shook his head and looked at Ella.

"And you, child, you were the saintess I chose from the very beginning, do you remember?"

"Although... it's a bit late, it might not be too late to pass on this power to you now."

Ella pursed her lips, cautiously raised her hand, unsure whether she should grasp the sacred scepter.

"This isn't the you I know."

The shepherd chuckled softly.

Ella seemed to realize something, and her hesitant expression turned decisive again.

"Hmph, it wasn't you who chose me, it was me who chose you."

She grabbed the scepter, and a dazzling light burst forth from her palm.

The head in her arms gradually became transparent, and at the other end of the scepter, the phantom of a tall, thin man seemed to slowly appear, placing his large, rough hand on Ella's small hand.

"I have wandered through the void for countless years without finding a way to defeat Chaos, even though I was once the strongest god in the world."

"Even after countless reincarnations, he could not completely annihilate it, even though it was once the strongest human."

"But those are nothing more than old myths and tragic songs of heroes to you, fleeting clouds, let them dissipate into the dust of history."

The shepherd's figure gradually melted away in the glow, leaving only his ethereal voice echoing for a long time.

The pure white of the world is fading, and the eighth and final divine tomb, the Tomb of Light, is gradually collapsing as power shifts.

An endless void emerged from behind the white light, revealing stars that were silhouettes of countless civilizations torn apart by chaos, their shattered monuments overlapping and flickering among them.

"But now, you possess everything that I and he entrusted to us."

The divine tomb barrier began to collapse, and the vast divine power gathered, gradually forming a golden gate in front of the silver-haired girl who was surrounded by holy light.

"Therefore I will open the gates for you and bless you with my eternal divinity..."

"The new Goddess of Light, Ella Havil."

"Ye Xiao, a hero of the new human era."

"Carrying with us our past will, which will eventually dissipate."

"Carrying the hopes of all living beings in this world."

"As a new hope, defeat Lydia, end chaos, and sever the shackles of reincarnation..."

"Take back the world that belongs to you!!"

Chapter 257 The Day of Return

The present world.

Twenty-four hours have passed since the defense of the Fortress of Juexi.

The chaotic, corrosive Black Sea spread hundreds of miles outward from the wilderness in a single day, its filth swallowing up all living things it touched.

Tentacles from beyond the void invaded reality, and the world's various tectonic plates seemed to be corroded by mold, blooming into dark flowers.

Corrupted beings covered in tentacles roam the land, cities fall, and lives are lost.

Contrary to the seven days described in the creation myth, the twilight of destruction begins at this moment, gradually corrupting all things in the world.

Aslan Imperial City.

Upon their return, Sivirif commanded the Imperial Guard, who were struggling to withstand the onslaught of the corrupted demonic tide on the city walls.

Demons, humans, sea creatures... all sorts of creatures were stitched together by tentacles, becoming walking filthy chunks of flesh, which remained immortal like mud even under a barrage of cannon fire and arrows.

On the city wall, Julius and Li Cheng gazed together at the endless black tide in the distance, a hint of solemnity flashing across the Templar Knight's handsome face.

"coming."

As the black tide surged, a knight clad in black armor gradually emerged from the dark mud.

His body was covered with fine tentacles, and his body was made of chunks of flesh and mud stitched together, with scattered armor plates hanging on it, making it hard to even call him a complete human form.

But the face covered with half a blasphemous mustache still retained some features, making it easy for Julius to recognize that this was Lancelot, whom he had clearly killed earlier.

"Julius!!"

The black-armored knight, looking like a lump of mud, laughed loudly and roared to the sky, "Didn't expect that, did you? I've returned from the abyss! Hahahaha!!"

"You have completely degenerated into a lackey of Chaos."

Julius said coldly.

"How can you say that? Isn't she your master too? Hahahaha!"

As Lancelot approached the city walls with the tide, he exclaimed, "Fantastic! Julius, I've never felt so exhilarated!"

"Tsk."

Julius pursed his lips and gripped the hilt of his sword, while Severif, who was giving instructions, gave a stern reminder.

“Be careful, Julius… We are almost out of ammunition and supplies. You must conserve your strength and not launch any more attacks.”

"Killing him won't take much effort."

After Julius finished speaking, he stepped onto the city wall and leaped down.

"Hey!"

Severif reached out to try to stop him, but failed.

“Since the Holy Maiden’s incident, no one has been able to command this guy.”

Li Cheng, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but sigh as well.

"Lord Saint..."

Upon hearing this word, a shadow of gloom crossed Severif's face.

"Will she come back?"

……

On the other side, Julius, who had leaped off the city wall, was still as fierce as ever.

With a single swing of his holy light sword, he dispersed the vast black tide, and thousands of corrupted beings turned to ashes under that sword.

Lancelot, leading thousands of corrupted dire wolves, laughed as he met Julius. With the corrupting power of chaos, his attacks were indeed stronger than before.

Each shot, carrying a stench, was faster than ever before, laced with filth. The mere glancing blows against Julius's protective holy light instantly corroded large areas of his body like mold.

"whispering sound"

Fortunately, Julius reacted quickly, slicing off the shoulder armor covered in black paste with a single sword stroke, then closing in on Lancelot in one stride and slashing down with his sword.

A flash of holy light, and the black knight, a patchwork of mud and tentacles, turned to ashes amidst wails.

"solved?"

Li Cheng said in surprise, "Although he's arrogant... this guy is really amazing."

"It's probably not that simple..."

However, Sivirif frowned.

The next second, another burst of wild laughter came from the dark corner.

Not far away, the sludge churned and gathered, and Lancelot's repulsive figure reappeared once again.

"Ha ha ha ha! Embrace chaos with me, Julius!"

"Now I am immortal, just like my lord... no, I should say, I am an existence with infinite power!!"

As the words fell, a continuous stream of sharp laughter echoed from every corner of the battlefield.

A bead of sweat rolled down Julius's solemn face as he saw dozens of dark figures converging from all over the wilderness.

Dozens of Lancelots, like tentacles of an evil god, emerged from all sides of the city.

"Hey...we're doomed."

Li Cheng looked stunned, and Sivirif's face turned pale in an instant.

Julius immediately sprouted wings of holy light and retreated backward, but then several figures of Lancelot pounced ferociously from all directions.

The endless, jet-black spears tore through the sky, and even Julius's sword parry was no match for the filthy aura they were tainted by.

He paid the price of losing a shoulder, but he was finally able to escape to the city gate.

However, in various parts of the city walls, other corrupted clones of Lancelot had already broken through the solid barriers with spears of immense force, leading large numbers of corrupted monsters into the streets.