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Chapter 421 Nous, Farewell!

The death of King Oro made it impossible for the Undersea Kingdom to be obsessed with hatred, because their king was dead, and so was the king of the elves.

The mermaids no longer asked the Logos people to accept the belief of the water god Angel, as if they had forgotten the dispute between the two races, and never mentioned it again.

The Kingdom of Nus fell into mourning after the death of King Oro.

King Simir welcomed back King Oro's body and buried it in a remote holy place. Numirda's exile made the elves who hated the mermen unable to arouse another anger. They could only hide it in the Heart, in mourning, witnessed the burial of King Oro.

Has the rift between the two races been healed?
Maybe, maybe not.

Those Logos people who hate mermen and despise the underwater kingdom will follow Numirda and leave. Countless people have pinned their hopes for the future and expectations of faith on Numirda.

They called for a new kingdom to come, for a better world.

Under the heavy cries, thousands of people went to the holy land to offer sacrifices and act as pious priests. They knelt down and prayed for the arrival of peace. The infinite expectations gathered together, waiting for the day of departure. day.

Numirda looked at the distant holy land from a high place, where his father was buried. In a short period of time, everything changed. Under the howling sea wind, he recalled the last time he had with his father.

"Numirda, go away, get out of here.

Take the consequences for your mistakes, and so do I. "

fault…

People always have to bear the fault.

God endowed man with language, and His love made man break away from the category of beasts. Man no longer drank blood, but learned to name all things, had his own free will, and left traces in history.

People with free will can ascend or fall, they will beg God for mercy, and they will destroy miracles with their own hands.

In the face of mistakes, even if a person is irreparable, he can bear it or escape it.

Numirda turned around, and at some point, a large group of people had gathered behind him, and the Logos people looked up to the prince who stood on a high place together, and in the hearts of the gathered people, he had already been crowned be king.

To bear, or to escape...

Except God, no one can tell which way is right, and no matter which way, it will make people suffer.

Numirda looked around at the crowd, and these Logos followed him as they had followed Tertullian.

The priests knelt down on one knee first, followed by row after row of Logosians, and the sound of unison showed their unswerving faith until death.

How big is that belief...

Together, it seems enough to break new ground.

Maybe they really are right.

Perhaps... the Kingdom of Nus is no longer a paradise, but another old kingdom that is about to collapse.

Numirda lowered his head and looked at his hands. He used these hands to kill the narwhal king, and now he wants to use these hands to build a new kingdom.

Is this a mistake, or a mission?
"I am Numirda, your new king."

"My father bid farewell to us forever. His soul has gone to God. May God have mercy on his soul."

"We will leave here and establish a new kingdom. We will pursue the great achievements of history, how the predecessors established the Nus Kingdom, how we will open up our own new world!"

The solemn voice fell.

The Logos people raised their heads in unison. They chanted the name of Numirda and praised the grace of God. Thousands of voices gathered together like a mighty torrent.

Among those shouts, mixed with vague laments.

Nous, farewell!

The land under the feet of everyone is a beautiful place, a paradise, a place where sacred classics stand, this is their home, and it will become their hometown in the near future.

Perhaps one day in the future, these Logos people who left their hometown will eventually return to this place, just like a group of Logos people who have gone through untold hardships and finally returned to the long-lost holy land.

But now... it's time for them to go.

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The fleet of Numirda and his followers set sail from the port, and they will leave here.

In the dark shadows, the merman Bohan stared closely at the Logos people who were saying goodbye.

"It's not over...it's not over."

Bohan murmured in a daze.

He didn't know what had gone wrong.

Numirda, the murderer, did not die, but his father, King Oro, was assassinated.

The rift that tore the two races ushered in reconciliation without knowing it.

The merman messenger suddenly felt confused and lost his goal.

"God... God of justice, are you protecting two races in this way?"

Bohan couldn't know the inflection, but he knew that the assassination of King Auror would never be that simple.

There must be something hidden in this.

"An innocent person died for a sinner! It is as if the sinner killed the innocent with his own hands."

Bohan tried to convince himself.

The fleet left the port slowly, Bohan took a deep breath, he had to catch up, and he had to witness with his own eyes that Numirda got the punishment he deserved.

The current result is not a result that satisfies everyone, but a result that makes everyone silent and let go of disputes.

Among the mermen, I don't know how many people did not let go of their hatred because of the death of King Auror, they just chose to remain silent, and as the messenger of the mermen, Bo Han, who was very supportive of the narwhal king, was one of them.

Bohan took a deep breath, he went to a corner that no one had found, immersed in the farewell Logos, people did not notice, a mermaid jumped into the water, followed closely like a hunting shark After the fleet.

On the deck, under the sun, Numirda was so energetic, he blew the horn to set sail himself, as if God really placed the mission on his shoulders, and the angel guided his direction in the dark.

These Logosians bid farewell to the kingdom of Nus and the kingdom of the sea, knowing that they would no longer be considered brothers by the kingdom of the sea, they were outcasts, and whatever they did, they would have nothing to do with the kingdom of Nus .

But these Logosians are still willing to bear this kind of result, and they have to make sacrifices in everything. This is their choice, their will.

Thousands of people are heading towards the other side of the sea along a route that has been opened up. The sound of prayer resounds among the fleet. People bow their heads and chant scriptures, hoping to find strength from God's words. Layer upon layer, the ship was pushed farther and farther on the sea, and the prayers on the shore and the sea no longer met, and gradually separated. Soon after, the flag of the Numirda fleet slowly disappeared from people's sight, and it was no longer there. nowhere to be seen.

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Above the sea of ​​clouds.

Silas stared at his own tester, and also saw the division of the elves.

Numirda would go to found a new kingdom, and the kingdom of Nus was divided.

Mesia accompanied Silas.

"They're so ambitious."

Silas said slowly.

Mesia asked with some confusion:
"Can they... really build a new kingdom smoothly, just like Del Tullian?"

Silas replied:

"I don't know, and I can't know.

When Tertullian left the Old Kingdom through all kinds of hardships and dangers, Numirda also left. The Logos regarded him as another Deltullian. "

Mesia nodded, and like Silas, he took in all the scenes of the elves since the death of the narwhal king.

"King Oro died for the friendship between the two clans, and his soul will go to heaven soon.

Silas, under free will, people will choose to climb, instead of always falling. "

Mesia said so, his tone seemed to be a summary of the previous discussion.

Schillers spitting snake letters and making a hissing sound,
"No, man will always fall as long as he is on earth.

It's just that King Oro died just in time during the ascent. "

Mesia looked at Silas in confusion, trying to say something.

Silas took the initiative to ask:
"what happened?"

"Silles...you make me feel a little strange now."

Messia said cautiously.

Silas was stunned for a moment, but soon came back to his senses, and said to himself:

"I've never changed."

Then, the archangel quickly changed the subject,

"Look at the Logos people who left Nus, they have regarded the Kingdom of Nus as a place that is about to collapse, and they will represent the new future of the Logos family, opening up in an unknown world.

Just like Tertullian in the past, God... seemed to have given them a mission, and Numirda also declared that he was guided by an angel.

In their eyes, they are pursuing a better country, they will build a new paradise, and they are walking on the road to heaven. "

Mesia quietly listened to Silas' narration. As the youngest of the Archangels, he is best at listening.

"but…"

Silas changed the subject, spit out a snake letter, and left a sentence that made Mesia tremble,

"But... has God really given them a mission?"

Mesia turned her head, her eyes widening.

He suddenly had a bad premonition, and couldn't help asking:

"Siles, what did you do?!

What is your role in this? ! "

In the glorious heaven, the snake scales on Silas' body glowed with a cold light.

His wings spread slightly, covering his whole body in shadow.

Silas said slowly:

"Don't worry Mesia, don't worry.

No one can say for sure whether God has given a mission, right?
What if God really gave a mission? "

Mesia was sweating profusely at the moment, and in front of Silas, the purest angel felt the invisible pressure.

Silas continued:

"Messia,

Anyway, whatever happens,
What I want to say is...even if the human heart wants to rise, it will eventually fall,
Just like, the more people believe, the more they rebel. "

(End of this chapter)