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Chapter 362 0361: The call of Qiwen
Marauder touched Ken's face.

It was a one-eyed orc, with two fangs protruding from the lips, scars formed in the eye sockets, and insect bites on the raised teeth...

Ken could see clearly, but fell into a dream-like sense of powerlessness, unable to condense the consciousness of resistance.

Langmingway appeared in sight.

[Weapon: Dragon Spine]

[Quality: Legend]

The knight's sword pierced through the neck of the orc like lightning, drawing blood and roaring.

Lang Mingwei was covered in dust, with dirty cheeks, and kept calling for Maharu while defending against the looters who were pressing on him.

call--

Ken could still only hear his own breathing.

He suddenly closed his eyes and sank into his inner world on the chaotic battlefield.

This is equivalent to stepping on the single-plank bridge in front of the cliff blindfolded, leaving life and death to your companions and fate.

Ken tried his best to sink in the thick fog, and the conscious world around him was as thick as an impenetrable giant net, slowly dragging him into the abyss.

Something was cutting off his consciousness, trying to make a connection, calling out to him from beyond nothingness.

Ken can't fall into the spirit world.

I can't resist the fatigue that soaks my soul, I can only follow the call to go to the other end.

He forcefully opened his eyes, and sat up straight from the cold smoke, his eyes fixed on the floor under his body.

Desolate and ancient seal cutting, carving with complicated patterns.

Ken felt the eyes behind him, observing—judging whether his growth met expectations.

【You are complicated, child, unlike any people I have ever seen. 】

Ken stood up against the coolness rooted in his heart.

He turned his head slowly, suppressing the shock in his heart, his eyes climbed up along the cold air, until the frozen sculpture was hidden in the hazy place high in the sky.

"Mother Dong, Qiwen."

I am afraid that only the old gods can create such a sense of oppression.

The sculpture of Winter Mother still stands in the boundless nothingness. The dark blue and black ice condenses into a mountain-like body. The faint mist seems to be close but far away...

Ken put his hands on his chest, and the frequency of the ups and downs was not low.

Although he was in a hallucination, he was extraordinarily lucid. He still had lingering fears when he recalled the viscous dreamlike feeling just now, as well as the [battlefield hysteria] marked in the notes.

Ken looked towards the top of the mountain. The old god had no body, and he couldn't find the source of that examining gaze.

"Qi Wen, you want to kill me?"

Ken stared into the darkness, suspicion in his amber pupils.

The iceberg in nothingness fell into silence for a long time.

[I can't do it, and I have no reason to do so. 】

Ken could clearly feel Qi Wen's doubts.

Compared with Ken's suspicion, he seemed to be more surprised - the human beings in front of him really had no reverence for the gods, and even dared to call them by their names.

Qiwen didn't blame him, just like the sons of the northern border called him.

His tone is always gentle and tolerant like a "mother". Even if it is translated into words by notes, it can still reveal that kind of teaching.

[The most intolerable thing in war is kindness, child, I have seen many young people like you feel lost and confused in the tide of life and death. 】

"Oh my God, wait a minute, are you saying I'm out of breath because I'm scared out of my wits?"

Ken stared, and took two steps forward.

There was a bone-chilling chill at the soles of his feet, and he was forced to retreat immediately. The two parties seemed to be talking face to face, but there was still an insurmountable gap between them.

[Indeed. 】

Ken clenched his fists, but he had to calm down.

【What you are experiencing now is a war. Thousands of people are fighting each other in the wind and snow. It is a good thing that you are suffocating because of this, at least it shows that you are in awe of life. 】

Mother Winter's voice rang in Ken's ear.

[But this is the growth you have to go through, child, I am more and more convinced that your future is worth looking forward to, but by that time, the battle you have experienced will determine the lives and deaths of tens of thousands of people, or it may be related to a certain race, or even the entire continent. Survival. 】

Ken stared silently at his hands.

He found himself trembling.

This was just a battle, no different from the Santon Kaya defense battle. He clenched his fingers into fists, trying to convince himself.

[Everyone will experience unexpected things, but what I look forward to is that you can continue to grow after bearing the pressure. 】

Ken looked up at Wintermother.

He knew the existence of [Gambling Game of the Gods], and as long as he died, Winter Mother might be silent forever.

"What did you call me for?"

Ken asked the old god, while letting go of his arms, he also let go of the anxiety in his heart.

Dongmu seems to be very aware of what happened to her, perhaps because her right arm was bestowed by her with the [Certificate of War Banner].

[I need to tell you that there is a secret hidden in the ruins of the Red Maple Heights, and I hope you can grow fast to beware of it. 】

"You seem to have certain expectations for me, but I don't want to be a believer in any old god at all."

There was no awe in Ken's expression.

His tone was not gentle enough either. Even if the old god's mighty power could kill him, it didn't matter at all in the face of some kind of stubborn freedom.

Qi Wen didn't mean to blame.

But Ken continued: "I only do my own thing, protecting the people and things I want to protect..."

[This is enough. 】

Qiwen was trapped in the endless nothingness. For countless days and nights, he felt the smiling faces of the residents chasing after the dusk of Santon Kaya, and the warmth contained in the north wind kissed the cheeks of soldiers and laborers.

He is the silent god, the lonely but not dead faith.

[I believe that you will take up corresponding responsibilities and become more dependent, because you are such a person, child, I left you a gift in Hongfeng Heights. 】

"That's a good reason."

Ken watched the smoke rising, drifting into the distance with his consciousness.

He woke up from the battlefield, and the huge sound of war continued to surge from around him.

Ken forcibly opened his eyes, and at the same time opened his palm to recall [Dawn and Twilight]—fortunately, his limbs have regained consciousness, and the voice in his ears has returned to normal.

Langmingway crouched beside him.

"Look at me, Maharu, say something, damn it!"

Gritting his teeth and cursing, he punched Ken in the face.

Ken's cheeks and cheekbones were instantly covered in pain, but thanks to this, he regained consciousness from battlefield hysteria.

Langmingway continued to comfort:
"Friend, just stare at me intently and don't think about anything..."

"It's disgusting, sir." Ken opened his mouth to prove that he had returned to normal. "But you are really a gentle leader."

Langmingway breathed a sigh of relief.

Ken stood up in the chaos, raised the weapon in his hand, and launched a more violent attack on the looters.

(End of this chapter)