Lai Enhart had done his best; he did the best he could. Even if he couldn't truly destroy the gods, he had bought enough time for Ning Feng and Xilin.
That's enough, you can rest now.
However, Ning Feng did not think so.
He wanted Lenhart to do more...
Ning Feng had the ability to end it all right now, but he was unwilling.
He was unwilling to accept the world's gratitude; he felt unworthy of it.
But Lenhardt has the qualifications, and right now only he has the qualifications!
so……
Ning Feng wanted Lai Enhart to personally end this thousand-year-old entanglement of wishes.
He waved his hand lightly towards the ground, and Reinhardt's head floated into the air.
Tell me... about the heroes who defied fate.
Ariana's voice rang in Ning Feng's ears, and he repeated it word by word:
"A hero who defies fate."
The moment he spoke, the entire world changed.
Everything around them came to a standstill.
The original rules of this world have been changed!
There is a force forcibly altering the laws of this world.
I grant you the power of vengeance.
"I grant you the power of vengeance."
Go and end it all yourself.
"Go and end it all yourself."
In my name.
"...in my name."
As soon as he finished speaking,
Broken bones appeared piece by piece before him and were reassembled.
The skeletal king, who had just been destroyed, reappeared on the battlefield. However, compared to before, he now appeared dull and silent, seemingly lifeless.
"What, is this the first time you've felt powerless?"
When facing deities, mortals can always personally experience their own fragility and powerlessness.
Even anger that seems inexhaustible can be worn down time and time again by the face of a huge gap.
Buzz!
The fire of the soul in his eyes grew even stronger, but it was still like a candle about to be extinguished in the wind.
Ning Feng didn't care; instead, he smiled with satisfaction.
"Very good, it seems you're willing to do it yourself."
"That's enough."
"You've given up? No, not yet."
If Lai Enhart has completely given up, then he will not respond to Ning Feng's call and be resurrected.
There must be an unquenched flame in his heart.
A flame called anger, a flame called hope!
His voice echoed in Reinhardt's heart, repeating itself endlessly.
"Listen to the voice in your ear... Think about it, what is it that you have come back to life for?"
Card.
The skeleton with its head bowed moved slightly, its gaze gradually rising to look at the gods in the sky.
That self-proclaimed god of humanity.
The deity lowered his eyes and whispered:
Go listen.
Listen...listen to what?
The roar of the false god disappeared, and Lai Enhart heard a faint sound that kept growing louder.
Sounds came from the sky, from all directions.
The voice was saying:
Help me!
Kill us!
This is the lament of a world that has already decayed and been destroyed.
[King, save us!]
【Come, King Ennhart!】
That was the lament of his people, the pain of being trapped in a corrupt community for thousands of years.
They are speaking out, constantly yearning for Ennhart.
Their voices were like a pair of decaying hands, pulling Leonhardt further and further into the abyss!
No, that's not all.
Beyond that roaring sound, there was another voice.
Although it may seem weak in comparison, it is indeed the force that has truly sustained him until now.
"Your Majesty, we shall take our leave now."
Come to Ennhart, and you will surely become a hero.
My son, you will surely become a king far superior to me, so act! And then, don't let anyone know the truth!
It is the trust of my comrades.
It was his father's expectations and demands on him on his deathbed.
Come on, Ennhart, I believe in you.
Even if it's painful, you must live on.
That was the farewell of a friend, a trust and loyalty strong enough to defy the gods and defy their will.
I can no longer hold your hand.
I'm sorry I couldn't give you any children.
That was a lover's farewell, a sorrowful whisper under this tragic fate.
Leonhardt thought he had forgotten these things; he thought he no longer remembered them.
But they never left.
Turning around, Lai Enhart's movements stopped.
Behind Lai Enhart lies a vast, flowing river, within which familiar figures emerge.
They are watching him silently.
"...Do you still believe in me?"
They nodded silently, none of them hesitating.
At the front of the crowd, Queen Mary walked up to Leinhardt and cupped his face in her hands.
"We have never doubted you."
Nothing can make you give up on yourself, not even death.
She tiptoed and gently kissed Leonhardt, then gradually melted into his body.
"It's not for me... Please take revenge on her for your own sake."
"Just for you, that's enough."
While Lai Enhart was in a daze, one figure after another collided with him and merged into his body.
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