Chapter 399
The divine spring in the realm of gods has never stirred up any waves since then.
The golden-haired god no longer sat high on his throne, and his once indifferent golden eyes gradually became lifeless.
He stood like an immovable boulder, gazing intently at the calm surface of the sacred spring.
But when the full moon rises, the "curse" on the giant rock will be lifted.
The "sacrifice" will leave at this time to watch the moment when the moon leaps from the sea.
The first year after Cynthia left.
The camellias in the realm of the gods have bloomed again.
"Si" broke off the first branch, his eyes filled with hope as he looked at the water.
But the calm water only reflected His own face.
He left the divine realm and went to the Duke of Leon's manor when the camellia was about to wither.
The black-haired girl was held tightly in Tao Ruhua's arms, just like before.
But He knew she was not Cynthia.
She was not the Cynthia He knew.
His fingertips tightened slightly around the flower branch, pondering what Cynthia would say if she saw this scene.
If it were three-year-old Cynthia, she would definitely say, "The flowers are so beautiful, Cynthia likes them very much, just like she likes you."
If it were Cynthia later on, she would probably accept it and simply say, "Thank you."
Images of Cynthia appeared before His eyes.
Thinking of this, "Si" silently twitched the corner of his lips.
He was preparing to leave the manor.
In the instant she left, Tao Ruhua glanced at the spot where "Si" had just been, then looked away and gently stroked the girl's hair.
Longing arose in the depths of her eyes.
"As long as the baby is safe and sound, the mother will be happy, even if..."
"Even what? Mom," the black-haired girl asked obediently.
Tao Ruhua shook her head, but tears welled up in her eyes.
"Even if Cynthia is by her mother's side, her mother is content."
Her statement was contradictory.
Even the "sacrifice" that hadn't gone far lingered for a long time because of this sentence.
A light drizzle began to fall again.
"Sacrifice" recalls how clearly Cynthia distinguished between the titles "Sacrifice" and "you" during the time He forgot Cynthia.
For Tao Ruhua, "Baby" and "Cynthia" should be similar.
But this is the best possible outcome, especially compared to others.
"Sacrifice" did not linger; He went to the Royal City of St. Louis, the city in the sky.
The city's imposing presence symbolizes the inviolability of divine power.
Everywhere you look, devout believers are kneeling and bowing in worship.
"By the Moon Goddess Cynthia, your humble follower comes from the Eastern Continent, and offers you eternal faith..."
Their piety came from the bottom of their hearts.
Of course, some people also pray for "returns".
"Sacrifice" did not waste his energy on them; in his view, greed was the true nature of humankind.
But just as He was about to leave, the sculpture of the moon goddess Cynthia emitted a golden glow.
She fulfilled a believer's prayer.
It was a woman with a weathered face, holding a baby in her arms.
Bathed in the light, the baby gently waved its hand.
Tears streamed down the woman's face like pearls as she held the baby and bowed devoutly, praising the moon goddess Cynthia.
It wasn't just her.
Wealthy merchants adorned with gold and silver also received the blessing of the moon goddess.
"Sacrifice" could not understand, so He followed the wealthy merchant as he left.
After discovering that the wealthy merchant had come to pray for his seriously ill wife, "Si" seemed to understand many things.
"Cynthia, are you teaching me?"
"You're so smart."
He did not linger and appeared before the throne in the royal city of St. Louis.
But when He looked up at the throne of God with hope, He could never see the person's voice or smile.
Time flies.
The "sacrifice" comes to St. Louis City once a year.
This time, He encountered an old woman in the temple.
With a smile on her face, she was kneeling devoutly before the throne.
In those trembling hands, she held a candy wrapped in gold leaf.
"Your Majesty, may your dreams be sweeter than candy."
“Your Majesty, if time could be turned back, Nora would have given you this candy the moment we first met.”
"Your Majesty, I have woven many dresses over the years. You will look very beautiful when you wear them."
"Your Majesty..."
"Nora thanks you."
She held the candy and never looked up again.
Starting with Nora, those who had seen the moon goddess Cynthia with their own eyes died one after another.
However, the legends of the moon goddess Cynthia still circulate on the continent of Olay.
This is partly due to the half of divine power Lingwu left behind before she departed, partly due to the "sacrifice" ceremony bestowing blessings in the name of the Moon Goddess, and partly due to Celia traveling throughout the entire continent of Olay in the name of the Moon Goddess's chosen one.
The "sacrifice" continues to wait day after day, for thousands of years.
So long ago, even the continent of Aolai changed its name.
The crows also flew into the abyss behind Mount Olympus.
At that moment, a figure radiating Buddhist light appeared and asked, "Creator God, who are you waiting for?"
"Si" did not look up, but calmly replied, "An old friend."
"The old friend is gone, but will he ever return?"
"I believe she will return when the spring water ripples."
"What if they still don't return?"
The golden-haired deity, whose face was obscured, gazed at the bright moon rising above the sea in the distance and said:
"The life of a deity is endless, if she does not return..."
"Then I will wait for her with endless waiting, for her to return indefinitely."
The figure, radiating Buddhist light, softly uttered "Amitabha."
As the sound faded, a magnificent burst of Buddhist light engulfed the entire world.
The world is being reshuffled, and time is gradually turning back.
The golden-haired deity opened his eyes anew in the vast, empty world.
His face was flawless, with indifference and compassion intertwined in his golden eyes beneath his deep brows.
He looked at the Buddha's light.
The Buddha said, "From now on, you are the God of Light."
“No, I am a ‘sacrifice,’ I need to wait for Cynthia.” He stubbornly shook his head.
The Buddha's light remained unchanged, and the golden-haired deity was once again enveloped in radiance.
When "Si" opened her eyes again, all she saw was indifference.
“From now on, you are the God of Light,” said Buddha.
This time, the golden-haired deity slowly nodded, and the Buddha's light gradually faded away.
After a long, long time, a crow appeared in the realm of gods, carrying a glowing object in its beak and bearing the sins of the abyss.
As soon as it uttered the sound "Dumb," it returned to the body of the golden-haired god after time rewound and reorganized.
The glowing object fell into the divine spring.
The golden-haired god descended from his throne and went to the divine spring. He knelt on one knee and touched the water with his fingertip.
A holy cross fell into His palm.
His fingertips traced its lines carefully, and a new line of text appeared on the Holy Cross—
"Cynthia, the Moon Goddess".
The deity's snow-white eyelashes trembled slightly, and a smile appeared on His lips.
"Cynthia, you are so smart."
"Use it as a key to unlock the floodgates of memory."
"It was a punishment, but now it's also a reward."
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