Old days in the box

Chapter 397 The end of the story, the beginning of the myth

The pure white butterfly completely dissipated in the palm of the White Jade Dragon Girl, taking away the last trace of Sun Hao, the God of Door Keys.

She got up from the ground in confusion, desperately trying to catch the scattered light spots, but she couldn't catch them.

The God of Door Keys has long been dead, and the explosion at this time is just the result of time and space lag.

Sun Hao's body was completely dead the moment Zhou Xiao returned to reality, and the explosion of the gate's authority also spread to the entire void.

Without the Gate Authority and the Rainbow Bridge, there would no longer be any safe shortcuts between different realms.

The entire nine realms will return to the ancient times thousands of years ago and become isolated islands floating in the void of the universe. If different realms want to shuttle to each other, the only way is to withstand the infinite erosion of the void of the universe. I hope I can find the right path out of the chaos.

This will be a new era, an era full of dangers and opportunities.

The white jade dragon girl stood up again while holding on to the rocks, staring blankly at the rapidly changing world.

She couldn't fully understand the words left to her by the God of Door Keys. After all, what Sun Hao said couldn't be explained overnight. She didn't understand why he wanted to disappear between heaven and earth, nor why the Son of the Old Day. To leave this world.

But no one could imagine what was waiting in front of them.

While learning the truth, Sun Hao's comradeship with this uncle naturally reminded him of his close cooperation with Cun Tou. To a certain extent, this can also be called a kind of inheritance.

But now, that connection is completely gone.

The bearded uncle held an umbrella and walked quietly behind him, thinking about how to comfort the young man.

The smile on the uncle's face quickly faded. In fact, no one felt good at this time; but soldiers are soldiers, and it is their bounden duty to complete the mission. Without this awareness of sacrifice, they would have won seventy-five years ago. Nothing less than that great victory.

"Maybe he just doesn't want to see you like you are now. These are things that have to happen. Instead of dwelling on the past, it's better to say goodbye easily and look forward to the future."

Zhou Xiao stood in front of the gate of the old warehouse, staring at the heavy rain in a daze.

"Maybe." Zhou Xiao lowered his head deeply, thinking a lot for a while, "You know, I actually have a technical friend like you... I think he is a partner."

She would never have another chance to complain to him, to complain to him, to act so tough and ruthless in front of him.

But now, the Atrium is really about to break away from the embrace of the "old days" and the "Key to the Starry Sky" and move towards the unknown night.

"You've caused quite a stir this time. The meteorological accident along the coast of Japan is still being broadcast live on TV, and rumors of various conspiracy theories are flying all over the Internet..." The uncle said in a half-joking tone, trying to lighten the atmosphere. .

In the real world, heavy rain continues along the coast of Jinghai City.

Although the two of them have been separated in different worlds and have not even seen each other for thousands of years, there has always been some kind of connection between the two of them as gods and angels, just like Zhou Xiao and his chosen ones.

What Zhou Xiao was talking about was naturally Brother Cuntou who had been helping with model issues.

"He never told me these things, even at the end." Zhou Xiao suddenly spoke softly.

But one thing is certain, the God of Portkeys is dead.

If it is true as he said, a civilization cannot always stay in the infancy of God. They will eventually get out of the prison and become independent.

"Then let me ask you, do you plan to tell him the truth?" the uncle asked.

Zhou Xiao was silent for a long time, and finally shook his head.

Even when he was about to leave, he had no intention of telling Cun Cang about these things, let alone now. "Maybe he is right. This arrangement is good for everyone." Zhou Xiao continued.

"What's going on in that world over there?"

"The Kingdom of Giants is still fighting everywhere, but he has arranged everything. With the Kingdom of Gods and Victoria's Kingdom of Elves, two versus one should not be a problem. As for the atrium, I also left a lot of things."

Zhou Xiao's only regret is that due to the sudden incident, the fifth layer of the abyss that was supposed to be given to Yuan Wuyou was left in a hurry before it was handed over to her.

Although the abyss itself is ready, judging from the current situation, he may never have the chance to teach Yuan Wuyou how to summon the old abyss through the runes of the sun disk.

Zhou Xiao originally thought that after he entered, he would have a long time to slowly talk about this, but he didn't expect that it would all be empty now.

For the people in the atrium, this is also a difficult fact to accept.

After that, they could only recall the legend about this son of the past in detail for a long time, until they gradually forgot his existence thousands of years later.

It may take longer for those old dependents who followed him and were created by him to accept his departure.

Freya and Tyin, the two divinely chosen champions who could hear his voice directly, may never believe this fact. They will always hold on to the throne for themselves, waiting for the delusion that he will return one day. .

But these are not important anymore, because Zhou Xiao knows that they will live well, and that is enough.

Freya has returned safely, and the atrium has been unified and independent.

Although the war in the world has not yet completely subsided, with the Kingdom of God and the Kingdom of Elves standing there, they will surely win.

Of the six former players who came to the Nine Realms in history, three are dead and one is missing. Only the last two are truly active. Victoria is the one left by Sun Hao to fight against the forces of Gaul. Everything has been arranged by him. alright.

In the future, without the influence of box players, there will no longer be any new variables in the Nine Realms, everything will return to a balanced state, and the atrium will also enjoy independent peace.

——Of course, that’s how it should be.

Or rather, they expected it to be so.

But everyone should understand one truth: things are unpredictable, and no one can truly predict the future or what will happen in the future.

Not even God can.

Not even God? This sentence is a bit too absolute.

Maybe we just chose the wrong person, or maybe there are some "gods" who can really see the "future".

Zhou Xiao and Sun Hao thought that what they left behind was a beautiful world, but they couldn't see what was coming. Some things had been lurking in the bones of the Nine Realms for too long, even if they were as powerful as them and as transcendent as They couldn't even get a glimpse of it.

The "Key to the Starry Sky" is not the only one who has been waiting, waiting, and watching in secret, but now, with the departure of "Old Day" and the "Key to the Starry Sky", He is finally coming back.

——Harvest this ownerless world and ascend the vacant throne.

The day Freya, the goddess of the sea, returns to the world is also the day when the children of the past completely disappear from the courtyard.

This is the day when their destiny is changed. The second world war will truly begin, and they will embark on the protracted road of resistance, division, betrayal, escape, and survival.

This is a war that belongs to the atrium, and it also belongs to all the old families - the lost millennium.

(End of this chapter)