It's been a really long time.
Catching the illusory figure, Ning Feng hugged the stunned Ariana tightly.
Even a prophet with a strong will felt weary of this endless loneliness.
Those who live in solitude are either wild beasts or gods.
Ning Feng was neither a wild beast nor a god, but he had indeed lived in seclusion for a thousand years in some respects.
He is more like a beast than a beast, and more like a god than a god!
A solitary journey, a long wandering of the dead.
He transformed into a shadow looming over the gods, ready to devour them at any moment.
Ning Feng knew very well that he was now a hungry beast that fed on gods.
For a thousand years, he has held this thought: how much of his body can still be considered normal?
This world is distorted because of the gods, and so is he.
Those parts that had been twisted by loneliness and pain finally melted away when he held her in his arms.
Ariana doesn't remember.
The most painful memories of loneliness in her soul have faded and have no effect on her present.
Is it worth it to bear all that alone?
Sensing the completeness of her soul, and the confusion and slight shyness it contained, Ning Feng smiled.
It's worth it.
If she's forgotten, then so be it.
It's better to forget.
This is the kind of future he hopes for.
It was also the bright and glorious future that she personally handed over to him.
"Very good."
It's so wonderful to be able to meet again.
【Um~】
A sweet laugh rang out in her arms, and a faint blush rose on Ariana's face, like that of a shy young girl.
I said... I may be very attractive, but you shouldn't be so inconsiderate of the occasion, right?
Unlike his previous acting, which was nine parts truth and one part falsehood, this time his lines were nine parts truth and one part falsehood.
Although Ariana didn't know what had happened to Ning Feng in that brief moment, she instinctively sensed his unease.
Moreover, at that moment, she suddenly felt a little lost.
She couldn't quite understand Ning Feng anymore.
He seemed unchanged, and his soul contained immense power, yet he remained trapped in that mortal body.
He looks like an ordinary mortal...
[...a mortal? Hmm?]
As her eyes widened, Ariana suddenly realized what was wrong with her.
!!
How did it become like this?
Wait a moment!
He had already advanced to the level of a demigod before... how come it's not noticeable at all now?
What about his divinity?
Disappeared?
? ? ?
But if divinity is absent, then where does the power emanating from him come from?
Wait a minute, could it be that...?
If you eliminate all possibilities, then even if the remaining answer seems impossible, it will still be the truth.
The only answer.
[You absorbed divinity?]
Her crimson eyes were filled with shock. Ariana didn't even have time to think about her surroundings; she just stared blankly at Ning Feng's profile.
The complete absorption of divine power is extremely rare, even among the gods.
This requires not only talent and skill, but most importantly, a lot of time to gradually integrate the techniques.
If that's really the case... then how long has it been since this reunion?
Thinking of Ning Feng's inexplicable "long time no see" earlier, Ariana suddenly couldn't speak.
After gazing intently into Ning Feng's eyes, Ariana's figure vanished.
Ning Feng had no idea what thoughts had flashed through Ariana's mind as she suddenly fell silent and disappeared. He also had no idea that she had stumbled upon part of the truth.
Although the entire process was wrong, and every step was incorrect, the answer did seem somewhat plausible.
At this moment, Ning Feng raised his head and looked around at the saints who seemed to be somewhat confused.
"You too, it's been a long time."
After saying that, he suddenly tilted his head and smiled:
"No, that's not right. This should be our first meeting."
"Whether it's the bodies you're currently occupying or the majestic masters in their hearts, this should be the first time you've officially met."
Now in a good mood, Ning Feng was in no hurry to break off their outstretched hands.
Since we still have time, let's chat a bit more.
By the way... let me have a little more time to think about how to bring it up with her.
She kept her back to the stargazer, but that didn't mean Ning Feng hadn't noticed her.
At this moment, the cold gaze that fell on his back like a thorn was silently warning him what to do.
"Cough cough..."
He coughed up blood, but even with the blood flowing, the stargazer did not look away from Ning Feng's back.
The stargazer, or rather Alice, had sensed something was wrong; she was beginning to have doubts.
The young man who looked exactly like the prophet of the past seemed to be more than just a lookalike.
"I'll explain it to you."
Without turning around, Ning Feng gazed ahead and explained softly:
"Wait for me a little while, just a little while."
He stopped trying to hide it and instead soothed Alice in the softest voice he could.
"Wait for me a little longer, okay?"
Alice narrowed her eyes, stared silently for a long time, and finally said nothing before turning around and disappearing from the spot.
She went straight back to the top floor of Sky City and sat down in a large chair.
"…………"
She remained silent, taking one last look at the figure left behind, before closing her eyes.
Is this trust, or a test?
Ning Feng was somewhat shocked by Alice's decisive action, and then he laughed.
Compared to the worst-case scenario of joining the other side and ending up in a fight to the death, this is an incredibly lucky start.
"As expected, we must not betray this trust."
Although she was unwilling to talk, she seemed willing to believe him.
"I also want to apologize as soon as possible, so... you don't have much time left."
Ning Feng raised a finger at the "saints," looking down with disdain at the gods who had taken over their bodies.
"I advise you to say everything you want to say as soon as possible. Don't think about fighting back or running away. Rest assured, I will never let you go."
He licked his lips, and his blood, which had been calm for a thousand years, began to stir again.
“I will tear your containers to shreds, and your fate will be the same.”
The "saints" looked at each other, then charged at Ning Feng at the same time!
Are you coming together?
The prophet's disguise was torn off, and Ning Feng chuckled as he extended his palm to them.
"That's wonderful!"
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