Let him go

Led by the two kings, the two sides collided. The huge shadow of the World Tree emerged, opening up an invincible path.

The young leader rushed to the front, and many knights tried to stop him, but were thrown to the ground. The snow-white Pegasus snorted disdainfully, flapped its wings, soared into the air, leaned forward and fiercely rushed towards the enemy leader!

In a flash, the two had fought dozens of rounds, and more knights rushed up and surrounded them. The sergeant drew his gun and shouted: "Protect His Majesty the King!"

The knights raised their guns in unison and aimed at the enemy in front of them. The trigger was pulled but the bullet did not come out, and everyone was startled.

The next second, the metal machines on their bodies vibrated and flew away from their owner, forming a giant mechanical python in the air, and its long tail violently swept away the obstacles.

The mechanic stood on the giant metal beast, overlooking the fallen knights, his eyes filled with sharp cold light.

"Sorry, that's not an option. I've been wanting to say this for a long time."

"Don't act cool alone."

Aurelius complained, kicked a knight over and stole his horse. The son of God with silver hair did not participate in the quarrel between the two men. He raised his head, and the divine power spread out in circles, blessing everyone.

The townspeople, armed with hoes and axes, fought the knights in a noisy battle. Thieves took advantage of the situation and from time to time a knight would prepare to shoot only to find that his musket was missing.

These were not the real bodies of the vests, but phantoms. With the cover of everyone, the flax-haired boy cut through the thorns, with only the enemy in his eyes. The black and white horses ran fiercely, leaving behind all the pursuers except the two of them.

The long sword pierced the king's body, and the wound oozes thick black dirt. The king took off his mask, revealing his old and thin face. He patted the black horse under him, and the horse seemed to foresee the master's solution and made a sad cry.

Its figure faded from the spot, and the shouts and sounds of chasing became far away. The square turned back into a dilapidated street, and the king stood in front of Mason. Black dirt dripped onto the ground, making a sizzling sound of corrosion.

"Thank you, maybe I have been too persistent all along. Now we are finally going to be free."

The old king laughed, his breath gradually fading away. The dark sky and ruins were reflected in his pupils, and his voice became weaker.

"This was once the most beautiful and richest country in the world. I have been so well taken care of by its people, and I am so...so grateful..."

"...I...am a useless...person...who can't protect his people..."

There once was such a country.

The land is rich, the people are harmonious, there is a wise king, loyal people and a powerful knight group.

The wise king had a dream in his heart. Since he was a child, he wanted to be a traveler.

Since he was a prince, his parents have poured infinite love on him. Reading those fantasy stories, the little prince had an idea in his mind.

He wanted to witness the wonders of the world, to climb the highest mountains, to meet elves, and to see dragons soaring in the clouds.

But he also knew that as a future king he had no right to freedom, so he buried these wishes deep in his heart and fulfilled his duties.

Just once, just that once. He heard that the Mechanical City had developed a new weapon, and he could no longer suppress his desire, so he took the opportunity to go to the Mechanical City to have a look.

The ministers advised him: "Your Majesty, this is too dangerous."

The people sighed, "Who can take care of you now that you are so far away?"

But the king finally insisted on his own way. He got to see the gun and artillery technology as he wished, became friends with the convicted Ham, and invited him to return to his country.

This was also his last act of willfulness. When he returned to his country, pollution had already permeated the kingdom unknowingly.

After the king returned, the kingdom was engulfed in a black fog. No matter how they fought, they were eventually destroyed.

During the years he wandered in the mirror, the king had wondered countless times if he had not been so willful and had not left the kingdom, would his country have avoided the misfortune?

But he also knew that even if he was there, the pollution would still spread. What pained him was not the destruction of the country, but that he was not by their side when their people died. In the end, the king was the only one left in the country.

He took out the mirror given by the goddess of beauty and prayed devoutly to change all this.

Human faith is a poison.

His obsession became a temptation, and the polluted mirror bordered on reality. Several gods and the heart of the goddess of fate worked together, and the powerful force erased all traces of his country in the world.

[Unspeakable, invisible, and inaudible].

Thus, the country that disappeared in the black mist truly became the "Lost Country", a beautiful dream forgotten by the world.

The king's voice disappeared completely. The corpse stood there, still gazing at his hometown.

Mason bowed respectfully to him and disappeared on the spot.

In the Lost Kingdom, the clouds that had accumulated over the kingdom began to break apart, and tiny dots of light fell. The residents looked up and recalled everything that had happened in the past.

His own death, the disappearance of the kingdom, the wish made by the king...

People laughed until tears came down, the frail figures disappeared one after another, and the city returned to silence.

The king, sitting on the throne, lowered his eyes. The seemingly magnificent palace was actually extremely empty. Except for the palace that Mason had used before, the overall layout of this palace was incredibly simple.

"My friend, what is all this all about?"

Gazing at the country that was being destroyed, he sighed. A breeze blew by, and the figure on the throne disappeared.

At the same time, in the core of the underground, the metal face looked towards the direction of the palace and sighed silently.

No one blamed him; it was the king who imprisoned himself.

After a thousand years, the souls that should have died long ago finally rested in peace.

The pipes that formed the metal face disintegrated and the real Master Ham walked out. Number One bowed his head slightly to show respect.

"Congratulations on your success, Master."

"Thank you for your hard work, No.1. Let's welcome the biggest contributor."

They all turned their eyes forward at the same time, and a new figure appeared on the pipe. The linen-haired boy looked around in confusion, as if he had not yet realized where he was.

Ham bowed low to him, his tone full of gratitude.

"Thank you for your help. This is what we agreed upon."

The underground pipes have quieted down. The furnaces of gold and iron no longer operate. It seems that the city has been completely abandoned in a very short time, losing all vitality.

Mason looked at the mechanical box that was handed to him. He could read the contents by inserting it into the corresponding machine. This small box contained Ham's hard work in research and was also a treasure that the outside world dreamed of.

"Thank you."

He carefully put the box away and asked, "What are you going to do next?"

The outside world has been polluted by the black mist. As long as all souls leave the water mirror, they will become part of the black mist and become vassals of the Monster Lord.

"We will not disappear directly. Rather than being polluted, our people choose to sleep in the mirror. Until the world returns to normal, we will sleep deep in the mirror."

"So, I have one last request. Please send this to the gap in time and space, and the power of the goddess of fate will suppress the energy of the water mirror and prevent any further problems. After that, you can board the train."

A huge mechanical arm descended from overhead, and a ball of light was placed in its open palm. When it saw Mason, it immediately flew over lively, and inside was the heart of the goddess of fate.

A thin gap was torn open where the ball of light flew past, and a vague void could be seen inside.

Mason held the ball of light and looked at Ham: "About the Twelve Gods..."

"You want to ask if what we said before is true, right?" Ham smiled, then his expression turned serious. "Please be careful. Although we were confused before, this matter can be confirmed."

"The Twelve True Gods have not truly fallen. I think you should be well aware of this."

"...I see."

Mason's eyes were deep. When the goddess of fate appeared, she showed Mason a person who would be the key to entering the black mist.

That person was Ricks.

Let's not talk about why the goddess of fate from the pre-Black Mist era appeared beside him and "just happened" to give him the prophecy he needed, and the object of the prophecy "just happened" to be someone around him. Whether it is the "Book of Answers" or the prophecy of the goddess of fate, isn't the frequency of Rex's appearance too high?

Sooner or later, I have to find a way to uncover his past. Mason muttered to himself as he walked into the gap. The other side of the gap was connected to the vast void, and a water mirror was placed in the center.

The mirror surface shimmered with light, and all the exciting scenes were reflected in the mirror, which was filled with the clearest lake water in the world. The moment the boy entered the space, the mirror hummed, stirring up chaotic space waves and cutting out countless sharp fragments along the way.

Mason's mind moved. The World Tree emitted a gentle force, defusing the strong impact.

Sensing the fluctuations of the power of the World Tree, the originally peaceful heart suddenly flew to Mason's hand, looking jubilant. Mason ignored it and checked the condition of the mirror first.

The dirty heart was circling around him like a puppy, jumping around trying to attract attention. Seeing that the boy was determined to ignore it, the dirty heart spun around and stopped obediently.

The mirror was in good condition, and, as Ham had instructed, Mason reached out to Fortune's heart, intending to put it in its rightful place.

The heart floated in front of him actively. Just when Mason thought that the other party was cooperating with him, he saw the heart smashed into the boy's palm with lightning speed and melted directly into it.

Mason: “…”

Mason: “???”

Where is my dirty heart? Where is such a big dirty heart? He pinched his hand in disbelief. His skin was evenly distributed, his fingers were slender, and there was not a single scratch on it.

I am really impressed. How can even a dirty heart be able to deceive people these days?

Mason couldn't help but feel like vomiting blood. This was a bit embarrassing. The other party asked him to seal the water mirror, but now the heart has directly drilled into his body and can't get out. What's going on? ?

He quickly calmed down and went to the deepest part of his consciousness to check the situation. The heart of the goddess of fate floated in the square, and countless golden threads stretched out from it, directly connected to the ruined circular building. While the owner didn't react, this heart settled here by itself, and no one could pull it away.

After the space-time crack lost its fulcrum, the water mirror began to shake violently. Thin cracks spread in all directions, and the cracks vaguely revealed a changing scene.

The waves in the water mirror expanded without limit. Mason stretched out his hand helplessly and made a virtual grip on the mirror. An unimaginable force bound the water mirror, forcing it to shrink a little bit, and finally turned into a palm-sized mirror, which fell into the palm of the boy's hand.

Now he has to take it even if he doesn't want to. Without the heart of the goddess of fate, if he continues to leave it alone, it will definitely lead to a breakdown. I just hope Ham and the others can understand.

The mirror surface was rippled, reflecting a fantastic scene. Mason's mind moved, and the mirror in his hand disappeared, replaced by a water mirror under the world tree. There was no need for the goddess to intervene, the world tree purified the mirror surface with its gentle power.

Mason was helpless. It was too late to regret now. The space was still collapsing, and the boy stepped out on the tail of the collapse. Ham and No. 1 were gone outside.

He walked out of the underground and a little boy came to him, skipping and jumping. He said with a smile, "Dear sir, the last train is about to leave. Do you need me to lead the way for you?"

Mason looked at his newsboy cap and nodded with a smile. The boy led him through the wide road and soon arrived at the destination. The whole city was empty along the way, as if there were only the two of them.

At the station entrance, the boy stopped and bowed to Mason.

"Thank you for bringing us liberation, may the goddess bless you."

Mason blinked, and the figure in front of him disappeared.

The last train in the dark mist blew a low whistle, and two vests were already waiting in front of the door. The three of them boarded the train, and the door slowly closed behind them.

This time, the train was empty except for them.

Through the window glass, the once beautifully decorated station has once again become a dilapidated ruin. Everything I experienced here was like a dream. The black mist train followed the track and drove out of the city. Mason looked back. A breeze blew by. The extremely decayed city collapsed and became a tall grave.

Ashes return to ashes, ashes return to ashes.

The train sped back to where it came from. Mason looked away and silently thought of where he wanted to go. The black mist train sensed his thoughts and changed direction to rush somewhere.

The thick mist lingered around the wheels, and the sounds of monsters could be heard from time to time. The car body was shaking with a creaking sound, and Mason calculated in his mind. According to the plan, Ricks and his companions should have reached the border by now.

But the train had been running for quite a while, and the black fog ahead showed no sign of fading. Mason had a bad feeling. He understood Christine's complaint completely. They were both human beings, so why did he become a problem wherever he went?

The train slowly stopped and the door creaked open.

Thick black fog poured in from outside the door, carrying extremely strong pollution. This level is enough to cause mutations in people, but on the other hand, there will be many monsters here.

As if responding to his thoughts, before he could see the scenery outside clearly, Mason heard a human scream coming from outside.

"Let him go!!"