Chapter 302: Homecoming (Part 1) The Changed Future

A variety of magical powers flowed in the wilderness, constantly surging in the transparent magic circle.

The high-frequency buzzing sound of magic resounded in the pure white space, reaching everyone's ears. Fei Yi took a few quick steps and covered Vifiya's ears from behind.

Osha and Arnold resisted the magic wave, minimizing the impact on Vifia.

Isidore, Kaharun, and Valega maintained the operation of the magic circle.

The world was born in a short period of blank time. Time has taken away countless lives, and now it has also taken away the breath of God.

The magic of transcending time worked on Him, but it could not last long, and the time they created was enough.

He recognized so easily the source of all the magic within.

Ah, and you too, voyeurs, nameless trees.

Was he wrong? Thesmera admitted that he was wrong to her, and even at the end of his life, he did not regret it.

If He felt any regret, He would have stopped doing everything to her long ago.

Thesmera raised her eyes and looked directly into the pupils of Sun and Moon, revealing a smile that was very familiar to Him.

What was different from the past was that there was more of a sense of relief, as if a thousand years of responsibilities had finally been lifted. All the right and wrong had come to an end, and His sins could finally no longer be added to.

Is God guilty? He hopes that all his children in the future will remember his sins completely and accurately, without being distorted by time or blurred by memory.

Valega felt something change in his body and was stunned. His godhead was being completed by Him.

His pupilless eyes gradually faded, missing the people standing in front of Vifiya and falling into her gaze.

At the beginning of the story, a soul named Jiang Suian came into the body of a person named [Vifiya].

Good people are always easily coerced, He thought.

The blank time dissipated, magical waves arose, and Isidore and Kaharun hurried to Vifia's side.

The cool wind followed his last gaze and blew her eyes.

Vifiya couldn't help but close her eyes.

"Can you hear me? Sui'an, can you hear me?" An anxious voice kept echoing in her mind, as if talking to someone. "The obstacle is gone, why can't I get in touch with you? Please take a closer look, or I'll break in."

The voice inside was one she hadn't heard for a long time, but she recognized who it was, Qingzhu.

The surroundings suddenly became noisy, and then quiet again.

Vifiya opened her eyes. The sunlight filled her vision, and the charred soft sand had a layer of red. Fei Yi had already taken her hand off her ear.

They returned to the ruins of Simparai.

The ruins of Simparai were reduced to ruins once again, with no buildings left intact except for the statue of the goddess Lehomi.

Her red eyes swept across every face in front of the Simparai ruins: Lunara, Zatalan, Bringa, Sarek, Morgana, Mowen, Sonata, and some other alien races who were not dead and gathered here in bits and pieces, including the two ghosts she had seen.

Most of them were injured and covered in blood.

Everything seemed to be over, but they were still in disbelief, and the joy had not yet left their minds.

Isidore and the others fixed their gaze on the blonde girl in the middle. They tiptoed towards her and wanted to say something, but she looked a little confused and tacitly agreed not to disturb them for a while.

The aliens also saw clearly what was going on, and seeing that there was nothing wrong with their bodies, they did not go up for a while.

Salis came hurriedly, gasping for breath, her chest heaving violently, her magic power almost exhausted. She was anxiously looking for Isidore and his group, wanting to make sure whether they had returned safely.

She was pale and staggered forward.

Vifiya finally came to her senses and looked at the great magician standing in front of her.

Her hand trembled as she gently stroked the girl's head, as if looking for some sense of reality.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and before her vision became completely blurred, she looked up and down at the others carefully.

After confirming that none of them were seriously injured, the huge rock weighing on his heart finally broke. He breathed a sigh of relief, smiled at Vifiya, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's okay..."

Tears slid down her blood-stained face: "It's okay...that's good."

She knew the other news they wanted to know: "Don't worry, they are all still alive."

They are their family and friends, the sisters Marlene and May whom Vifia cares about, and the other people in the Marquis of Kesley's mansion are Osa's family, including Hefa, Arnold's sister.

They are all still alive.

There couldn't be a better future than this, Vifiya thought.

Although she hadn't seen the sisters Marlene and Mei yet, she felt relieved when she thought that they were doing well in Seronil Territory.

She suddenly felt dazed. Was this really the end? Really...

"We..." A dwarf in front of him, clutching the wound on his shoulder, stepped forward and asked cautiously, "Did we win? No..."

The dwarf quickly changed his words: "Is the world saved?"

In this "war", Goddess Lehomi stands in the same position as them. They have the same goal, but they need to raise weapons against the "mother".

Perhaps, they and "Mother" have never been enemies.

His question is also the question of every human being and every alien race: Have they really saved the world?

They need affirmation from those who are fighting against God, they need someone to affirm, someone to declare victory in defending the world.

Vifiya nodded: "Yeah."

With just one simple word, the depression was finally dispelled.

"We saved it! We saved it!" The aliens cried and hugged each other, shouting.

"It's saved!"

Lunala trembled and buried herself in Zatalan's arms: "I... I dreamed... that you died in battle. I was scared to death, Elder Zatalan, you scared me to death..."

Zatalan paused in her attempt to comfort the little goblin, for she knew exactly what the child she had raised meant.

Lunala is the next Elf Prophet. In a certain future, she, Zatalan of the Elf Clan, died in the battle to defend the world.

So……

Who will change the future?

Morgana squatted down and touched the blood-soaked tiger, Xos, at her feet. She used her remaining magic power to heal him. "I'll give you a snack when we get back to the arena. Well done, old friend."

"Of course." Kzos accepted his boss's praise without any modesty. "I will always be your most loyal servant."

"Brinka, I know you are happy, but can you please let go of my beard first?" Sarek was speechless. Perhaps, his speechlessness was partly due to being too happy to speak. The pain caused by the trembling beard reminded him that this was reality. He blinked his red eyes, widened his eyes, and tried to make himself look as strong as before.

They, the dwarves, have always been strong.

Brynja was unusually incoherent. "I... I... We actually all survived... Oh my... Oh my... It's not easy. Sarek, I... I... I'm really... I'm so happy. I want to give Miss Vifiya a statue. Do you think... she will accept it?"

"Oh, Brynja, no alien or human could refuse a gift from the Master Craftsman, but look at your hands." Sarek tried to keep his voice steady, as he always had. "You're about to shake my beard off. Can you hold the carving knife steady?"

Beard is one of the most important things for the dwarves. He was simply annoyed by Brynja, and he knew that his friend had no bad intentions.

Sonata channeled her magic power into Mowen, helping her grow a sea bubble so she could breathe on land. "Any news from you guys?"

The mermaid slumped in the sea foam, weakly glancing at her. "Friend, do you think I need your help even with the sea foam... a fish with magical powers... to contact the Queen?"

The entire Simparai ruins were filled with disbelief and misery mixed with indescribable joy.

The joy of this moment is only about the world regaining its future.

Watching them embrace each other without prejudice, Vifiya was stunned, and whispered words that only another person could hear: "[Vifiya], we won."

"Well, Jiang Suian, we won."

In other words, if nothing unexpected happens, she will leave.

Vifiya suddenly took half a step forward and hugged Sally before she could react. She widened her eyes, obviously not expecting the girl's sudden action. She knew very well that the girl was not someone who would easily get close to others.

"Thank you, Master Salis."

She quickly left the great magician's arms, turned around and smiled, opening her arms to her friends.

It was so obvious what she meant.

They smiled back and rushed forward. Osa pulled the hesitant Fei Yi over and stuffed her in as well.

The temperatures of all the people mixed together miserably at once, and the vast ruins of Simpalai seemed to become cramped, becoming a space that could only accommodate them. Their existence expanded infinitely between each other, and they were the only ones left. Every breath they took was filled with the moist vapor of tears.

Salis took a few steps back, looked at the group of children with gentle eyes, smiled helplessly and shook her head. Really, why did they need to hug her first?

With a slight movement of her fingertips, she brought the news that they were safe to everyone who was worried about them.

The chilly wind blew through the maple trees, bringing shouts of victory from the continent, and the sun rose steadily again.

They gradually separated from each other.

The moment Selulan and Hefa appeared in the ruins of Simparai, Osha attracted all attention.

They were her family, how could her eyes not be drawn to them?

"Sasha!" Sai Lulan ran over anxiously and hugged her daughter tightly.

When they received the message from Salis, the two of them left Duke Duodu and Ferik in Lachigo to deal with the follow-up matters and came to see her first.

"Sasha." Her mother's tears wet her shoulders.

Osa wanted to be stronger, to speak calmly enough to comfort her mother, but as she spoke, her mind was filled with the tragic image of her father and Ferik dying in battle, and her mother prophesying the world's death. Her voice trembled with tears: "Mom."

She couldn't help but bury her head in her mother's neck: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for making you worry."

And... and the teacher who had always kept his promise and waited for her: "Hefa."

Hefa curled his lips as he watched his friends and students reunite. "Our 'Sword of Dawn' has always been great, hasn't it?"

Kaharun and the others looked at Osa and the others, curled their lips, and said, "It's great to have a family reunion. Now Lady Salis and Isidore are all here. For him, this is a reunion!"

Even Arnold smiled, a rare moment. Kaharun realized something and patted his shoulder: "Do you need me to take Bailey over?"

Vifiya's gaze lingered briefly on Osa and the others. Mrs. Selula and the other woman were dressed neatly, and it was obvious that they had tidied themselves up in preparation for meeting Osa.

She looked at Valega, who had been quiet.

He moved toward her and said, "Miss, can you tell me your name now?"

Weifeiya didn't expect His first question to be this. Her eyes softened, "Jiang Suian."

She continued, word by word, "My name is Jiang Suian."

Her friends also heard her name.

This is her name, truly hers.

Selula and Hefa also heard this strange name. They looked towards her and wanted to thank her.

The fairy Zatalan looked at his next prophet, hesitated and looked in the direction of Vifiya, and then the only remaining magic power was transmitted to her with a "snap".

Lunala stared at the face in front of her in confusion.

Vifia was reflected in her clear eyes. She stretched out her fingers and gently rubbed the fairy's head with her fingertips: "Are you hurt?"

The little goblin shook his head vigorously, his wings flapping rapidly: "No, are you okay? Are you in any danger?"

She felt that she was clumsy and asked the wrong question. They were facing a god, how could it not be dangerous?

"I'm not hurt," she said.

"Ms. Jiang Suian." Valega suddenly interrupted their conversation.

Vifiya couldn't help but follow His gaze.

The hexagram of the statue of the goddess Lehomi suddenly emitted a dazzling light, immediately attracting the attention of all aliens and humans present.

A huge purple magical power extended out.

The next second, Qing Zhu's voice rang out in her mind again: "Suian, can you hear me?"

certainly.

She replied, “Yes.”