Daxia border.

The Kunlun Mirror broke through the hazy fog and silently approached Daxia. Faintly, the outline of the Wall of Miracles could be seen looming at the end of the horizon.

"I'm finally going home." Baili Pangpang stretched.

Lin Qiye, with his ears wrapped in white cloth, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Daxia in the distance. A tide of fatigue surged into his heart, and his tense nerves finally relaxed.

From [Utopia] to the agent gathering, to [Treasure House of the King], and then to Asgard... Lin Qiye has been running in the fog for too long. The sense of crisis between life and death always hangs over his heart, making him physically and mentally exhausted. He didn't feel it at first, but now the closer he is to Daxia, the stronger this feeling becomes.

Seeing the border of Daxia in the distance, Lin Qiye felt unprecedented peace of mind.

"Someone is approaching." The Queen Mother of the West, who was standing in the center of the Kunlun Mirror, narrowed her eyes, turned her head abruptly to look somewhere, and divine power began to surge in her body.

Whether it was her, Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, or Zhou Ping, they were all looking into the distance at the same time, ready to take action at any time.

Lin Qiye's heart skipped a beat.

Could there be any unexpected changes now that we have reached the gate of Daxia?

Lin Qiye and the others followed the crowd's gaze and saw a petite figure floating in the air outside the Great Xia State, seemingly hesitating and wandering.

"Looks like a Norse god, a fish that escaped the net?" Sun Wukong raised the golden cudgel, his voice gradually becoming colder.

"Wait!" Lin Qiye saw the figure's face clearly and suddenly spoke.

"I...know..."

Lin Qiye's vague voice sounded, and the many Great Xia gods who were about to rush out stopped.

Shi Koti, who was far away, also noticed their approach. When she saw Lin Qiye in the crowd, her red eyes were once again covered with mist...

"Lin Qiye!" Shi Koti urged her body and rushed towards Lin Qiye quickly.

"Shikoti, why are you here?"

Shi Koti choked up and told Lin Qiye the whole story, but Lin Qiye couldn't hear it clearly. He leaned on the Queen Mother of the West who spoke directly into his mind, and only then did he understand what Shi Koti meant.

"Okay...just come back to Daxia with us." Lin Qiye looked at Shi Koti who started to cry loudly, with a complicated expression.

The sacrifices of Verdandi and Urd brought about the continuation of the "future", which may be a good thing for the already extinct Norse mythology...

Of course, this also means that Galan is saved.

Cao Yuan, who was standing by, looked at the approaching border of Daxia and suddenly sighed.

"Lao Cao, what's wrong with you?" Baili Pangpang asked in confusion.

"We're going back to Daxia soon, but we still haven't found the Ark of the Covenant." Cao Yuan shook his head. "There's something unfinished. I always feel like something is missing..."

"Lao Cao, you don't have obsessive-compulsive disorder, do you?" Baili Pangpang said with a click of his tongue. "The Ark of the Covenant has already disappeared in Heaven. Even if we want to find it, there's nowhere to look for it... Maybe Michael has already found the Ark of the Covenant and is preparing to bring it back to Daxia?"

Just as the two were communicating, a voice suddenly came from the side.

"Ark of the Covenant? Heaven?" Zhou Ping hesitated for a moment, then reached out and gently tapped the sword case. A small square box fell into his palm.

"When I was passing through a sea area before, I somehow accidentally entered an abandoned kingdom of God, which should be the paradise you mentioned. Then I found this thing there... Take a look, is this what you are looking for?"

Seeing this box, Baili Pangpang and the others couldn't help but open their mouths wide...

…

Daxia.

Cangnan City.

The dim setting sun shone on the sign of the Peace Office, dyeing it a layer of light gold. The busy streets were full of pedestrians hurrying home.

"Ding Dong—Welcome!"

A crisp electronic sound was heard, and Su Zhe, who was dozing off behind the counter, was suddenly awakened.

"Well, we're closed. If you have something to do, please come back tomorrow." Su Zhe said while yawning.

He glanced at the door and was suddenly stunned.

He saw a big, ferocious gray dog ​​standing in front of the glass door, making low whining sounds at him and looking extremely aggressive.

Behind the ferocious big dog, a black-haired girl pushed the door open in the pale golden sunset. She glanced across the store, and memories and a hint of sadness emerged in her eyes.

"Wait, you look familiar..." Su Zhe looked at the girl's face carefully and scratched his head hard, feeling that he had seen her somewhere.

The girl glanced around and her eyes fell on Su Zhe. She was silent for a moment and asked:

"Now, who is the captain of Team 136?"

"It's Gan Yangyu..." Su Zhe blurted out subconsciously, then came to his senses, "You are also a Night Watchman? Which team are you from?"

"Gan Yangyu..." The girl said this strange name, and the disappointment in her eyes became more and more intense.

"……I see."

She turned and pushed the door open.

Watching the figures of the man and the dog disappear at the end of the road, Su Zhe suddenly had an idea. He rushed to the photo frame hanging high on the wall and carefully identified it.

"Is it her?!" The face in Su Zhe's mind overlapped with a face in the photo album. He exclaimed, "She is Si Xiaonan?!"

So the members of Team 136?

Countless thoughts flashed through Su Zhe's mind, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and rushed out of the office door!

He chased the figure that was gradually moving away and left the city. The surrounding buildings became increasingly sparse and the environment became increasingly desolate. By the time Su Zhe came to his senses, he had arrived at a remote and uninhabited suburb.

At the same time, the girl disappeared.

"Isn't this near the Night Watch Cemetery?"

Su Zhe recognized this place. Relying on his memory, he passed through the gate of the cemetery and went deeper into it little by little...

Finally, he found the girl again in a mausoleum.

Under the dim sunset, golden leaves are flying

The girl sat alone in the cemetery, holding a tombstone in one hand and carving something on it with the other hand.

Crystal clear tears slid down the surface of the monument, and the breeze blew past, causing her long black hair to flutter lightly...

Faintly, a slight voice came into Su Zhe's ears.

"Leng Xuan...we are going home."

…

On the bed,

Braki's eyelashes trembled and he slowly opened his eyes.

The rich fragrance of flowers penetrated into his nostrils, bringing his consciousness back quickly. He stared blankly at the familiar wooden house roof above his head. After a moment, he suddenly sat up from the bed!

"Where is this..." Braki looked around, seeming a little confused.

He looked down at himself. He was wearing a clean and tidy robe that fit snugly against his skin. A faint fragrance wafted from the fabric, making him feel inexplicably at peace.

Blackie stood up, without even having time to put on his shoes, and rushed to the door, stepping on the wooden floor.

The wooden door opened with an old creaking sound.

call--!!

A gentle spring breeze, mixed with the refreshing fragrance of flowers, rushed towards Braki's face.

His golden hair fluttered in the fragrant breeze, and his handsome face stared blankly at the endless sea of ​​​​scales in front of him.

Countless pale yellow petals flew up in the wind, like a golden wave, brushing around Braki, and then fluttering up into the blue sky...

When he saw the beautiful figure in the sea of ​​flowers, his pupils shrank slightly!

In the sunlight, in the sea of ​​pale golden flowers,

A gentle woman in a white dress as white as snow turned her head slightly, her beautiful eyes looked at Braki, and her smile curved into a pair of crescent moons.

"Hello again... Braki."

…

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Volume 4, "Song of the Fall of Gods", is finished.

Next volume, "Us Once".