Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

For the Gravekeeper, the Warden Clan had little to do with this war.

He's just a bystander at best.

And with his status and true strength, the Warden clan is simply not qualified to invite him out of the mountains.

In his long time here, he failed to break through the tombstone and win a bet against the "ruins", a day that was boring.

Accepting this invitation from the elder chief is simply a mindset to talk more than nothing...

Even if the entire Warden clan died tragically in front of him, he would not be in any way saddened.

“Understood,” the chief nodded.

While he understands the powerful and terrible power of this tomb keeper, he also understands that he cannot place all his hopes on an outsider.

By this moment, he was also physically and mentally exhausted.

Perhaps this battle with the intruder is also time for his liberation.

Three hours later…

On a bleak road, a pedestrian came slowly.

The colors all over the space were obscure, and when they turned the road under Xiaoyun's guidance, they saw a distant and unmistakable place, presenting a disc that emitted blue light.

“There's the altar of equality,” Xiaoyun said looking away.

She said, shifting her gaze next to the altar of equality and a pale blue tablet on one side of the altar.

This tablet is the “prayer tablet” in Xiaoyunkou, through which the blessings of the Warden clan descend.

Xiaoyun and Huizhui are also eligible for “ruins” if they can get close.

“Destroy the altar of equality, and the equality of all beings disappears?” Ro asked.

Rosen asked, and the other exiles suddenly raised their ears.

This is what they care about most.

Without the equality of all beings, any one of these exiles, even the weakest, could crush the Warden Clan at will!

Now being "equal” to this force, one is very indecisive.

After all, every exile is a strongman on the other shore, but how can they bear to be slaughtered like that by the Warden's clan?

“Yes,” Xiaoyun nodded.

Although the altar of equality is nearby, the remainder of the warden's clan will surely be desperately guarded, and it will never be easy to destroy it.

When they went half a mile further...

From both sides of the square, the black robes continued to walk out, forming a barrier that stopped everyone from going.

An old man, standing in front of the barrier.

At this moment, the old man had an extra curved black crutch in his hand, and at one end of the crutch, the blue light kept beating.

“Patriarch…”

Xiaoyun stopped.

Rosen and the others stopped...

“Xiaoyun,” the chief looked over with a complicated look.

There are not many Warden clans, they are familiar to each other, they are like a small tribe, carefully managing the world.

Xiaoyun was loved by the elders before the break-up between the conservatives and the liberals.

I was a patriarch, and I also took care of Xiaoyun a lot...

Only after the growing complexity of the dispute between the two factions did the situation cease to be under control and evolved step by step to the point where they were enemies of each other.

“I'm sorry,” Xiaoyun lowered his head.

She had to avenge and also feel guilty, a paradoxical state of mind that tormented her continuously as she entered the world.

By contrast, the beginning of the float is much more fortunate.

After all, he did not have much feelings for the Warden clan. He viewed it only as an enemy and as the culprit of the displacement of him and his sister.

“Don't apologize,” the chief said calmly: "I've been thinking a lot too, maybe you were right in the beginning, our insistence may be really just a joke...”

In a conversation with the tomb keepers, the chiefs realized that prisons like this were not the only ones.

And the master seems to have really given up here.

Though it's hard for a sheik to accept that crazy guy, there's nothing wrong with thinking about it.

If the master is really looking at this place, facing these invaders, why don't we just drop the divine power and kill them all?

The masters have abandoned this place, so what's the point of insistence of the Warden Clan?

The Liberals' decision was right…

“You…”

Xiaoyun was slightly stunned.

She didn't expect the sheikh to say that.

“However, we have persisted to this point, we do not intend to give up. Perhaps our little prison guards should have done so in the end. Even if the master had disrespected us, we would still give him the lowest life.” The elder looked to Xiaoyun and measured the beginning of the float behind Xiaoyun. The complexity of the smile said: “If you win, you must live well, you will be the last blood heir of our warden...”

The chiefs also know that their Warden clan is not a great race, far less so than those of the Lao clan, the Lao Yu clan...

But after all, he wanted to see their blood continue, which was probably the last trace of evidence that their family had ever lived in the world.

“The people were not allowed to attack Xiaoyun and Xiaoyun at first sight," the chief then ordered the people behind him.

“Sheikh, this...” The purple-haired black robe stood up, and he didn't understand the sheikh's orders.

“Listen to me,” the chief said steadily.

The purple-haired black robe hesitated for a moment and chose silence.

Afterwards, the elder raised the cane with his hands full of patches, the blue light jumped constantly, and all the black robes behind him raised their weapons.

Xiaoyun's eyes poured out tears and sobbed constantly. She could no longer tell right from wrong, but was sad for her racial destiny.

Rosen saw this scene, and his face was quite complex.

In peace of mind, he was reluctant to attack this group of people...

But as the old man said, we all got to the last step, so how could we choose to back off here?

The old man weighed the cane against the ground a little, and the black robes rushed up with no objection.

It was supposed to be Luo Zheng who gave the order at this time.

Ming Wei saw Luo Zheng silently and shook his head slightly. After all, he was too young...

So she waved gently, and she ordered, "Do it! ”

“Psst...”

The exiles did not hesitate to come up.

And on the side of the altar of equality, the tomb keeper slowly walked over and looked up at the scene.

He then drew two blind black knives from behind, and when he held them, the whole person's temperament changed dramatically.

The original cynical appearance, disappeared clean and clean, the eyes emitted a sharp color, but still a slow gait.