"I'll take her place...
“Be your vessel.”
That quiet voice echoed in the empty and cold black iron hall.
And the moment Char's words came out.
The shadows lingering in all directions suddenly became much thicker.
It became increasingly dark and eerie, carrying with it some kind of unknowable and unspeakable danger.
Hathaway clearly saw the moment she heard Char's answer.
In the shadow beneath the black iron throne, a faint color flashed in the illusory brass eyes.
Immediately following.
...
...
She felt that there was something lofty and majestic, with an unspeakable and forbidden will, slowly descending into her blood.
boom--
Hathaway's body.
All that red-gold magic power that was originally being mobilized and gathered under her will, on the verge of collapse, and about to explode completely.
In an instant, everything calmed down again.
It was like a dead, lifeless lake.
No matter how hard she tried, no matter how hard she tried to gather her will and focus her mind to reawaken the magic power.
But her body seemed to be out of control.
It was as if all the strength disappeared completely with the opening and closing of those brass eyes.
It took away all her extraordinary powers, and also took away all her strength.
In an instant, she was transformed from the powerful and legendary golden elf wizard who could fight against the entire council single-handedly into a mortal again.
Hathaway seemed to have returned to a thousand years ago, when the catastrophe broke out and the royal court collapsed.
And she turned back into the powerless golden elf child.
In confusion, bewilderment, and despair... watching his parents, relatives, friends, and tribesmen lose control, go crazy, kill each other, and even eat the corpses of his own people under the light of the fallen sun.
She could only sob weakly and could do nothing.
All the beauty and peace that had ever existed ended at that moment.
Then the royal court fell, and eternal night turned into a curtain that blocked out the sun.
From then on, the golden elf fell into endless darkness, until recently, when light came again.
But that was just an illusory, fleeting dream.
Light is fleeting, darkness is eternal.
It turns out that all I did was fight.
Is it so vulnerable in the eyes of the other party?
There was a hint of bitterness at the corner of her mouth.
Just now, Hathaway thought she was using her own strength to fight against the curse and control of the old sun god.
She still thought that she could rely on her own will, use the method of self-destruction of mental power and magic power, to gain a chance for Char to break free from suppression and restraint and escape from the star realm.
But now it seems so ridiculous.
With just a thought, the other party could take away all her strength and turn her into a powerless child.
And the so-called persistence, resistance and even self-destruction that seemed to have happened just now... were actually just deliberate letting go by the other party.
The old sun god wanted to actively delay his struggle and use this scene to wear down Char's will bit by bit, so that he would surrender and agree to his request.
It's like a turkey struggling and jumping in front of a farmer's meat knife, thinking it can find a chance to survive.
In fact, the farmer was just holding the turkey and broadcasting it live, showing the audience in the live broadcast room how healthy and energetic the struggling turkey was and how tender its meat was.
The last bit of strength in the body, along with the last bit of will, dissipated and fell into nothingness.
Her body went limp, and her frail figure tilted weakly, falling toward the cold ground.
But then, Hathaway felt that her body was caught by someone.
In that last blurry vision, she once again saw those human eyes and that familiar face.
He just smiled faintly, but his dark eyes were filled with an unconcealable heartache.
"Don't let Him threaten you because of me..."
The unfinished words are still spoken.
The next moment, Hathaway's last bit of strength was completely exhausted.
The mind gradually became hazy and spread into endless darkness.
But she still refused to faint. The last bit of her consciousness refused to dissipate, flickering in the dark ocean.
All that remained was the vague and ethereal sound that seemed to come from afar.
…
Xia caught the golden elf's delicate body.
Then, with gentle movements, he put down the semi-conscious girl in his arms.
“It’s such a headache.”
"If I hadn't come into contact with him like this, I wouldn't have known that the Golden Elf Master I knew actually had such a strong side."
"But even if it's this kind of Master-chan, I still like him."
He smiled.
Then, Char raised his head again and looked at the brass eyes that were opening and closing in the illusion beside the black iron throne.
"Is that enough?"
"I have already promised you that I will replace her and volunteer to be your container, your carrier."
"But I also have a condition."
"In exchange for my willingness to give up resistance and become your vessel..."
He lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the golden elf girl beside him.
Xia squatted down gently and used his fingers to wipe away the dust on her pretty face from the previous nuclear explosion, and then he spoke again.
"I can't control the other elves on the Lost Island, nor do I have the ability to do so."
"But you have to give her freedom."
"It's not just the false freedom of letting her leave the Isle of the Lost."
"Instead, you must completely strip away the divinity and backup in her elven blood, so that she is completely out of your control and no longer subject to the constraints of your authority over the elven blood."
Hearing what Char said.
In the deep shadow, a series of brass-colored illusory eyes opened at the same time.
Then, he locked onto Char.
"You think you are qualified to negotiate with me?"
An illusory voice, carrying the majesty of an absolute superior, emerged from behind the curtain formed by the shadow.
"certainly."
"Because, there are no humans who can reach the point where I am now, let alone the barren era after the Cataclysm."
"Even if we look into the foreseeable future, it will be hard to see a second person besides me."
"You will never find a new vessel more suitable than me, who has a better chance of helping you ascend to a higher realm."
Char looked directly into those illusory brass eyes.
His words were calm, yet spoke with unparalleled confidence.
"I believe that, based on the qualities I have shown previously—"
"I am qualified to make such a deal with you."
"And in fact, you should have already realized this in your heart."
Xia spoke in a neither humble nor arrogant manner. "Humans are not like the elves who are completely under your control. They are a race that has never been noticed by the gods before."
"If I don't give up resistance and fully cooperate with you, then you won't be able to easily complete the possession of my body. At least, you won't be able to complete this process in a short period of time."
"And you, in fact, are not as calm as you say. It's not just because the Elf King's body is decaying, but there is also external pressure that forces you to take risks."
"If not for this, you wouldn't have taken the risk of losing control again and actively awakened your power as soon as you sensed my presence, even though it's clearly not yet time for you to revive."
Xia just stared at the figure of the Elf King who was sitting on the black iron throne, emitting a corrupt aura and seemed to be half-rotten.
"The Great Cataclysm was a catastrophe for most of the former extraordinary races and the creatures of the Western Continent."
“However, just as the saying goes in the endless sea, ‘when a whale dies, all things come to life.’ ”
"The fall of the supreme being who sits high on the throne of heaven and overlooks all living beings also represents endless opportunities."
"The total amount of divinity and authority in the multiverse is eternal and indestructible. Even if it is lost or destroyed, it will eventually return from the distant star realm."
He smiled.
"You claim to be the old Sun God, the Creator of the Glorious Age, and you have indeed inherited a portion of His legacy, a portion of His divinity and authority."
"But you will definitely not be the only one who inherits the legacy of the old Sun God."
"And anyone who received that inheritance, how could they not want to go further?"
"That is the throne of heaven, high above, worshipped by all spirits."
"Who wouldn't want to be the only successor of the old sun god and the creator of the new era?"
"If that's the case, then you, the remnant of the Old Creator in an abnormal state, are undoubtedly their best prey and the best food."
"If not for this, you wouldn't have been so patient in approaching me from the beginning, and even revealed to me so many secrets of the Glorious Age."
As Char spoke, thousands of illusory brass eyes flickered in the shadows.
Char felt that lofty will and looked at him deeply.
"very good."
"It is indeed my favorite carrier."
That vast and illusory voice did not conceal its recognition of Char in the slightest.
"However, the fact that you agreed so quickly was beyond my expectation."
This is a fact.
Although so many verbal promises had been made before, such as preserving Char's self-will and even helping him rebuild his body and ascend to the throne of heaven, all the conditions had been set.
But the old sun god knew very well that anyone who could reach this point could not be a fool.
It is even more impossible to be so easily seduced by those illusory promises.
If he really agreed so easily, he would start to doubt the other party's purpose.
Give up your self and your body.
This kind of thing cannot be solved by simply raising the name of the Creator of the Glorious Era.
But now it seems——
"Originally, it was just some small attempts based on my own feelings."
"But now it seems..."
The illusory brass eyes flickered.
Finally, for the first time, it landed on the half-conscious golden elf girl.
"because--"
"So-called love?"
In that ethereal voice, the originally indifferent divinity finally revealed a hint of imperceptible emotion and a bit of humanity.
“It really caught me off guard.”
"I didn't expect that I had prepared so many promises in advance, but in the end, what you agreed to was such a fantasy."
"Obviously, for any legend, no matter what race or style of beauty they are..."
"It's all just a thought, a product that is easily obtained."
…
"That can't be helped."
“There aren’t many people in my life that I really care about.”
"But Master-chan can be considered one of them."
Xia smiled, and a hint of tenderness appeared in his eyes as he looked at the pretty face of the golden elf girl beside him.
“It’s quite funny to say.”
"Even ordinary human rulers know that when facing criminals who hold hostages, they must not compromise, let alone consider the safety of the hostages."
"Because if we compromise, there will be a second time, a third time..."
"But that is the most rational choice made by the rulers, but it is not my choice."
Char whispered, "In my heart, this matter, which seems like a dream in the eyes of a great man like you and is not worth caring about at all, is so important."
"It's more important than the life and death of the entire Lost Island, or the survival of the elves."
"Perhaps this may seem foolish, desperate and reckless, but this is my justice."
"If this justice is violated, the human being named Char Eggot will cease to exist."
"Since we all no longer exist and have lost our self, I might as well bet that you, the creator of the once glorious era, will keep your promise..."
"After I return to the throne of heaven, or even go further, you can give me my freedom back."
Char's words were spoken softly, but with an unshakable determination.
The flickering of those brass eyes became a little more uncertain.
With His person, He can naturally distinguish the truth from falsehood of some things.
The affection and determination revealed in the other party's words are not false.
He really cared about the golden elf woman more than he expected.
If not for this, the human named Char wouldn't have entered the Lost Island for the sake of the golden elf even though he knew there were taboos there.
"Can."
After a long time, a disembodied voice echoed in the hall.
"I can remove the divinity and bloodline restrictions on that golden elf, let her leave the Lost Island, and give her freedom."
"However, I will not completely remove the restrictions on my bloodline until I become one with you."
"It doesn't even matter if it's not just her, but the remaining elves on the entire Lost Isle."
"You can trust my promise."
"Whether it's this pure-blooded elf or any other mixed-blooded elves, they have lost their value as either containers or chess pieces. I will not break my promise to you for such worthless chips."
"As for whether they hate me or even want to take revenge on me after they are free, it will be meaningless once I reach that point. I don't care."
The brass eyes looked at Char indifferently.
And Char just smiled and nodded.
"Since it is the promise of the Creator of the Glorious Era, then I am naturally willing to believe it."
"very good."
The faint shadow slowly dissipated.
And the dark curtain reappeared, slowly covering the brass-colored illusory eyes and gradually dissipating.
"My current body is still in self-sealing and has not yet fully recovered."
"It will take two months to break the seal and awaken it, as well as prepare for the formal fusion."
"During these two months, as long as you do not leave the Lost Island, you can do whatever you want."
"Remember, the life of that golden elf is at my fingertips. Even if you take her away from the Lost Island or even into the astral realm, it will be meaningless."
“Two months later, we officially started the integration.”
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