Chapter 489 Kano, Best, Son of the Sun God

"Bester."

“Is this a fairy tale world?”

In the fairy tale world of the painting, the sunlight is like liquid gold, pouring down from the endless blue sky, shining gently and brilliantly on every inch of land.

A few pure white cotton clouds are wandering leisurely in the sky. They have different shapes, like a flock of sheep walking in the sky, or like the strange sailboats in children's dreams.

The endless grassland is dotted with colorful flowers, red as fire, yellow as gold, blue as the sea, purple as hibiscus. They bloom in competition and emit bursts of refreshing fragrance.

Kano took a deep breath.

The floral scent is very real.

This feels like the real world.

In the distance of this fairy-tale world, you can see a towering castle. It is very spectacular, with tower spires reaching into the sky and city walls shining with golden light in the sun. It is surrounded by a vast magical forest with tall and straight trees and dense branches and leaves. The sunlight shines through the treetops, casting mottled light and shadows.

"Are we going to that castle?"

Kano fell into deep thought.

"Forbidden Item 1001, the Fairy Tale Scroll of Pirojurde, can hold the defeated people inside, and the time inside is completely frozen... Although it has no offensive power, it is indeed the best cage."

His silver hair fell softly on his shoulders, with a few strands occasionally brushing against his slightly pale cheeks, adding a bit of unruly and otherworldly temperament.

The most eye-catching thing is Kano's body with one arm missing.

Despite this, he did not appear to be imperfect because of this. Instead, he integrated this imperfection into his personal style with an extraordinary elegance.

He wore an exquisite mechanical arm with a silver shell that matched his silver hair, and complex runes were carved on the mechanical arm.

Kano has a handsome face and delicate features, as if they were carefully carved by an artist. His eyes are deep and bright, like the brightest stars in the night sky, revealing a maturity and insight beyond his age.

"Whatever, anyway, Best, let's go to the cabin over there and take a look. Maybe we can find a way to leave here."

Then, Kano smiled, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the figure not far away.

In a corner of the shade not far away, there was a figure curled up. It was an old man who was once glorious but now looked completely different.

He was in the state of a soul body, and his soul was like an ancient mirror worn by the sands of time. Although it still retained its former glory, it was covered with cracks.

Those eyes that once sparkled with wisdom have now completely lost their luster. The face is full of traces of time. There is an unspeakable loss deep in the soul, like a torn ancient book, which can never be pieced together again with complete memories and emotions.

"Who am I? Best? Who is Best you are talking about? And who are you?"

The old man in the soul state seemed to have his heart shrouded in an invisible fog, as if he could not understand Kano's words at all. He looked at Kano with confusion and wonder.

"You said you are Best, what is your relationship with me?"

Kano walked over with a smile and said calmly: "We are friends."

"friend?"

Best seemed to be completely unable to understand. He was silent for a while and continued to ask: "I am Best? Who are you? Why are we here?"

"I am Carnot Fischer..."

"Fischer!"

Before Kano could finish his words, Best, who was in soul form, suddenly widened his eyes and began to tremble reflexively, as if he was so excited that he couldn't control himself.

“Fischer, Fischer, what on earth is Fischer…Ahhhhhhhh!”

He could not help but roar. Although his broken and damaged memory could not remember what Fisher was, the name made Best filled with excitement and pain.

So Kano stopped talking and remained silent.

More than ten years have passed, and his reaction is still so huge. I have only heard about what happened back then, but when I think about it carefully, it is indeed a situation that one will never forget even after death.

Kano watched this scene calmly for a long time, until Best gradually calmed down, then he spoke:

"We are trapped. The thousand-year-old ruler of the Terriella Theocracy, the legendary apocalypse 'Son of the Sun God', 'Sun Saint' has captured us here."

"Come on, Best, we have to escape from here together."

Best's broken soul curled up and after a long silence, he suddenly asked, "We are friends, right?"

"Uh-huh, of course."

Kano smiled and nodded solemnly.

"Okay, I'll listen to you..."

The two soon arrived at a nearby wooden house. However, after Kano entered the house, he did not find anything. He shook his head and walked out of the house.

"Sure enough, we still have to go to that castle..."

He suddenly froze.

Because before he knew it, a scary man had appeared outside the cabin waiting for him, and Best's soul was so terrified by him that he couldn't move!

In the soft and solemn light, stood a young man.

An indescribable sacred aura surrounded him, as if he was the Son of God who had walked out of an ancient legend, with a purity and loftiness that was untainted by the dust.

The young man was wearing a flawless white robe. The fabric seemed to reflect every ray of light around him, making him look particularly dazzling, like the rising morning light, warm but not blinding.

Kano was stunned, already realizing who the other person was.

As expected, it was this man who captured himself and Best.

He had been on guard against the other party for more than a decade, but he never expected that the other party would run directly to Loen alone from the Theocracy in the south, completely disregarding the possibility of a huge conflict at the national level.

Why?

He rushed into Loen with all his might, risking his life to catch me?

Kano fell into deep thought and felt that there must be a huge reason behind it.

The most eye-catching thing is the delicate and exquisite sun-patterned lines on his face. This pattern was not painted later, but seemed to have been engraved on his skin since he was born and integrated with his life.

The sun pattern glows faintly with a golden glow, and flows slowly with every slight breath and change in expression, releasing a gentle yet powerful energy that inspires awe.

"The Sun... The Sun Saint? Son of the Sun God!"

Kano quickly relaxed, and then he was no longer panicked or alert, because those were meaningless in front of Apocalypse.

He smiled instead.

"It is my honor to meet a legendary figure like you in person!"

The Son of the Sun God spoke.

"Kano of the Fischer family..."

"You are guilty."

His every move reveals a transcendental elegance and calmness, and even the most ordinary actions contain cosmic philosophy.

Kano could even feel that there was an unprecedented calmness and harmony in the other person.

"You say I am guilty?"

He smiled, bowed, and said with a tone full of grievance:

"Oh my, my dear, respected Son of the Sun God, you are a Sun Saint of high status, but you can't just randomly sentence me, right? You found me without saying a word, knocked me out and threw me here, what on earth is going on?"

"Because you are guilty."

The Son of the Sun God still answered him with a voice full of ethereality and transcendence. Kano shook his head and was about to continue to refute the other party with a smile, but suddenly he felt the temperature of the sun in the sky rise, and the sunlight illuminated the entire earth, becoming extremely dazzling!

"Fischer family, you believe in and serve the master who will bring the end of the world. For your own selfishness, you are willing to let the souls of all things fall into despair and destruction."

"Your great sins cannot be washed away even in thousands of generations. You must put an end to them once and for all in my hands!"

"I want……"

"Save the world in danger!"

(End of this chapter)