Free Web NovelChapter 2809: Chapter 937: Farewells Should Be Graceful
No matter how dark the night may be, dawn will always arrive. No matter how much change a night can accommodate, everything comes to a halt at the moment the sunrise begins.
When dawn appeared on the horizon with active solar spiritual energy, the entire frozen battlefield resounded with various sounds, especially for those unlucky ones who had been adrift in the Star Realm for nine months. This emotion even moved them to kneel and pray, tears streaming down their faces.
Others would find it difficult to understand the emotion of being alive to see the sun once more, and Uncle Sun was very accommodating today.
The moment it jumped out of the horizon, it brought more active solar spiritual energy than usual, even carrying a strange sheen. Perhaps the fall of a Divine Spirit really caused some peculiar changes in the material world. In any case, the vampires had a truly miserable morning.
Even high-ranking vampires like Triss and Murphy felt discomfort, and the ordinary vampires, with a quick slurp, fled into the nearest shadow, cursing today’s overly lively sun like mad.
Nevertheless, things still had to be done.
Fortunately, the shadow cast by Cardman City, standing on the frozen ruins, was large enough and stable enough. The mysterious forces from the Star Realm prominently existed in this externally peculiar city, even forming some kind of tangible "shadow barrier."
It silently resisted the sunlight, making Murphy, who walked inside, curiously feel this force.
There was no physical discomfort, but it was indeed filled with an eerie, chilling air that clashed with the material world.
"It will change."
While Murphy was observing, the voice of Su appeared by his ear.
The God of the North Wind, resting its head on its intertwined claws and regaining strength with each breath, explained in a gentle tone to the one who had killed its daughter so savagely right in front of its eyes:
"The Star Realm has marked this city, already viewing it as a part of its own extension. This mark is not easy to erase, but the longer it stays in the material world, the weaker its features of the Star Realm will become.
But you also need to be prepared.
Like the land of Transylvania, the Star Realm has also lost many things in past times of hardship, and it will not allow things belonging to it to be taken again. Therefore, Cardman City can never return to how it once was.
It is also no longer suitable for civilians to live here."
"I’ve already noticed."
Murphy approached Old Su Head in the flickering bloodlight, this time admiring the exaggerated and dignified white giant wolf from every angle with his own eyes, he said:
"My people have been endowed with powers by the Star Realm that are hard to define as good or bad, even including my fellow countrymen. They try hard to conceal their differences, but the scent of power can’t be masked.
Given your insight as one born in the Star Realm and a ruler there, how do you think I should handle them?"
"Observe, then make a conclusion."
Old Su Head responded straightforwardly:
"The forces from the Star Realm are indeed different from the growth in the material world, but in essence, there is no distinction between good and bad in power. The people of this city have been given the identity of ’Star Realm Wanderers’ by the Star Realm, and they can return there at any time.
This is a generous gift.
Your people might be the first in a millennium in the material world who can freely enter and exit the Star Realm, which also symbolizes some sort of change, perhaps even an unrepeatable ’miracle’, depending on how you view it.
But you and I both know, now is not the time to discuss this issue, and the conversation used for pleasantries has ended.
Now, state your purpose, Murphy."
"You don’t seem to be in a great mood."
Murphy lifted his head, looking at Su’s closed eyes; he said:
"I have something that belongs to you here. You should feel its presence. If you need it, I can return it to you. Consider it a nightmare, and as long as you have the courage to face reality again, you can once again become the brave and powerful God of the North Wind with just a nod."
Faced with Murphy’s inquiry, Old Su Head remained silent.
In the light of dawn, even the wind seemed to become gentle, blowing its neck’s cloud-like mane, giving it a hint of wisdom as it fell into contemplation. A few seconds later, the God of the North Wind opened its eyes for the first time in this conversation, moving its massive head to look at Murphy.
It spoke into Murphy’s heart:
"I don’t need it anymore."
"Are you sure?"
Murphy asked:
"If you don’t take back this divine persona, you’ll only be able to ignite the Divine Fire by accumulating faith. This means you will find yourself in the same predicament as Vam, significantly weaker in power than you once were, becoming a primary target in the eternal battle within the subspace shadows.
Even Vam’s Divine Kingdom was dismantled!
This proves that compared to new gods, a God of Faith indeed has no advantage in terms of combat power.
Considering that you are likely to not miss out on the upcoming subspace war, power is certainly an issue you must consider."
"You are right, but I still refuse."
This time, Old Su Head’s tone was firmer.
It said:
"Not just because I finally obtained the freedom that many new gods long for in their hearts, and not just because I was almost killed by this thing. I have merely reclaimed a precious right to choose. I believe I should not step into the same quagmire a second time.
