Tears welled up in her eyes again, but this time they were tears of emotion.
"Thanks you……"
Feeling his body becoming lighter and lighter, Lai Enhart murmured softly:
May you live forever in the long river of destiny.
His body slowly shattered, and the body of the kneeling Leonhardt gradually lit up, transforming into a faint golden light that chased after the radiance of the others.
Under Ning Feng's gaze, Lai Enhart's soul reverted to the appearance of a young man. He quickly ran to a girl's side and took her hand.
Beside him, the unserious knight Karl, holding his longsword, lazily enjoyed the beautiful scenery.
Just like a thousand years ago, they were happy and carefree.
The golden light formed from the souls of all living beings gradually illuminated the sky, and the blood-red clouds dissipated.
At the same time, the light of dawn tore through the night sky.
The dawn's light shone upon the golden light of the soul, creating a dazzling interplay.
The long night came to an end.
This time, however, the shattered world was not concealed by illusory power, nor did it revert to its false appearance.
The tragic fate that had permeated this world for thousands of years has finally come to an end.
There are no more gods in this world, no more human souls belong to gods, and everyone is free.
The light of dawn brought final demise.
But this demise is not sad.
On the contrary, laughter of liberation echoed across the world.
They cheered for freedom in a shattered world, enjoying a rest that was a thousand years overdue.
The world is being destroyed, but their souls have been elevated.
Ning Feng has the ability to change all of this. He can force Lai Enhart to accept that power according to his will, and he can also melt all the souls into the divine weapon that turns back into a dagger in front of him.
But he didn't.
He held Xilin in his arms, silently tilting his head back to gaze at the dawn and the golden rain of light filling the sky.
Golden light shone in his eyes.
He was simply saying goodbye to this world.
Even though he was also a participant in this story, he felt a sense of detachment for a moment, as if he were watching an epic performance.
Everyone on this stage flashed through Ning Feng's eyes.
Each of their roles, each of them represents a symbol.
The gods were watching over Leonhardt.
Leonhardt watched over his people.
The people then turned their hopeful gaze to their heroic king.
For thousands of years, stargazers have silently observed the world from the outside.
Beyond that, this dilapidated and decaying world is also a grand stage, admired by the audience below.
The contestants, too, play the role of being observed in this stage play, each of them exposed to the gaze of the audience.
Each person is both an observer and an observed.
And what role did Ning Feng play in all of this?
Is it [Demon], the Overwatch contestant who has garnered immense attention?
Or is he the "prophet" that stargazers have been waiting for?
Is he the "savior" who saved everything in Bishop Charles's eyes?
Or perhaps the true savior in Ennhart's eyes?
From the perspective of observers of different backgrounds, his identity is multifaceted, ranging from evil to justice, from weak to great...
But in his own heart, he had always had an answer.
He is the Watcher.
He is a member of the Watchers, one of the forces that watch over this world.
And at this moment, just as he believed...
Ning Feng is the last guardian of this fallen divine kingdom.
Silently watch it, as it comes to its final end.
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