Behind Reinhardt, an illusory crowd emerged, and their shouting gestures stopped.
The people who could not see their faces clearly stared at the god-killing king in silence.
Don't understand the decision he made.
Why give up such an opportunity?
Why don't you want to become a new god?
The world needs you!
Obviously we are all looking forward to you!
Why?
The silent cry runs through the soul and rings in the ears of everyone in this world.
【Why!!?】
The bloody screams made everyone who heard them shed tears unconsciously and experience the feeling of being abandoned.
Even you, are you going to abandon us now?
But Reinhardt's expression did not change at all. He turned around and looked coldly at the soul behind him.
Looking at the people who had always been behind him, he slowly spoke:
"I, Reinhardt II, the last king of the Rhine Kingdom... do not want to become a god."
Even though the throne of the gods was readily available, he still chose to refuse.
Faced with such an answer, the world fell silent.
Its illusory will does not understand why someone would reject such a power, nor why someone would give up this glory.
That is a god!
Countless people long for their path and dream of becoming one of them.
But now, as long as Reinhardt nods, he will easily replace the former god and become a false god.
Why?
Why did you choose to give up?
The world didn't understand. Although Ning Feng guessed some possibilities, he still felt a little confused.
"Is this your decision? It's really..."
To be honest, this is indeed very Reinhardt's style, and it is indeed a choice that the King of Heroes would make.
Straightening his spine, Reinhardt held his head high and his eyes swept over the ghostly souls surrounding him.
He observed everyone carefully and carefully, trying to recall his experiences with them.
But in the end, he didn't find the people he wanted to see most.
Suddenly, Reinhardt felt a gentle touch on his shoulder. He turned his head and saw a woman exuding a gentle aura.
From her eyes, Reinhardt did not see any urging, only full tenderness.
Mary.
On the other side, he saw his always gloomy knight showing his signature smile when he was young and nodding vigorously at him.
Carl.
Slowly closing his eyes, even if there was no communication, Reinhardt knew what they meant.
They leave all choices to themselves.
Just like back then.
"call……"
Taking a long breath out of his chest, Reinhardt was no longer confused.
He turned back and faced the countless puzzled eyes staring at him, and said slowly:
"Everyone who has been watching me."
The people who have been silently accompanying me during these thousands of years.
"Our world was destroyed a long time ago, don't you understand?"
There is a touch of sadness and bitterness in the words, but more of a sense of relief after relief.
"Now, we are just ushering in the end that belongs to us."
All things will eventually perish one day.
Now, it's just that the day that has been postponed for thousands of years has arrived.
"We shouldn't go on like this anymore."
"My responsibility is over."
"We have ushered in our true rest!"
Gradually, his voice rose, and his majestic aura became confused.
He turned back into the wise king, the dictatorial but never-missing ruler.
To the confused soul, he asked:
"Could it be that what you expect is for another god to be born? And then repeat the tragedy that happened before?"
"Don't you think you can bear the suffering of the gods?"
No one answered, they were all confused.
After thousands of years and going through reincarnation every seven days, the remaining will of their souls has actually been worn away long ago.
Even pushing Reinhardt forward is just the remaining obsession in his heart.
But at this moment, if you want them to really answer, they don't have the ability.
In fact, they are already incomplete.
What remains to this day is not so much a soul as a synthesis of everyone's obsessions led by the will of the world.
After a moment of silence, intermittent soul fluctuations finally responded.
【If we don’t fall into the arms of the gods...where should we go?】
The Kingdom of Lane is a religious kingdom, and every citizen is a devout believer in the gods.
You have been under the gaze of the gods since birth, enjoying the gifts of the gods, and your death will also return to the embrace of the gods.
Everyone has received such an education, and they have no idea what a world without gods would be like.
Now, where should they go?
Such a question also made Reinhardt silent, but before Ning Feng spoke, the king slowly spoke:
"Everyone, we are not born for the gods, and we do not have to die for the gods."
The anger and sadness in his eyes disappeared, and he looked gently at all the confused souls, facing them as well as his former self:
"Here, I, Reinhardt, issue the final king's decree..."
"I declare that each of your souls no longer belongs to the gods."
"I declare that you do not have to sacrifice everything for the gods."
"I declare that each of you belongs to yourself! You can live for yourself or die for yourself!"
"I declare..."
"You are free!"
free.
The most precious and unimaginable treasure for these souls who have been trapped in a world for thousands of years.
You are free!
All souls are confused.
They feel as if the shackles that bind them are broken deep in their souls, and they feel light and empty.
Having been trapped and locked for thousands of years, they now feel confused and scared.
At this time, the steady voice once again guided them in the direction.
"do not be sad."
"Hail! Your king never abandons his people, and now he is back."
Holding the giant sword high, Reinhardt shouted loudly like he did before every battle:
"I'm standing by your side!"
"I will win with you, or..."
"I will die with you."
But this time, the undefeated king will embrace death together with his people.
Suddenly, the first ray of light appeared, and the soul of a warrior knelt down towards Reinhardt, and then turned into a dim light and flew towards the sky.
He chose to trust his king, just like he did every time.
Gradually, more and more rays of light appeared, converging into a dazzling light pillar reaching the sky.
This is a heroic epic.
A slightly sad epic.
The originally scattered divinity did not fly into Reinhardt's body in the end, but followed the familiar aura and merged into the giant sword in his hand.
Under the gaze of the world, Reinhardt turned his head, held up the giant sword with both hands, and slowly spoke to Ning Feng in mid-air:
"I return everything to you."
Get power from the gods, and finally give the power to the gods.
But Ning Feng was not in a hurry to get back the artifact that represented authority. Instead, he suddenly asked:
"You really don't want to save the world?"
"This is where you grew up. Although it is dilapidated, the chance to save it is now in your hands."
Really, don't you want to?
The power of the gods is at his fingertips. As long as he obtains this power, he can at least do more.
God-killers becoming gods is not without its problems.
He deserves it.
However, the God Killer was not willing.
"That's enough."
"The world doesn't need new gods anymore."
Reinhardt hates gods, and he hates everything that gods have brought to this world.
And he can only be grateful to the gods who gave him the power to kill gods.
"We have nothing else to repay you for your help. The only thing we can offer is our gratitude."
"Thanks you!"
Boom.
The king, who had never knelt before anyone else, bent down and knelt down on one knee before the devil who had given him the power to truly save everything.
Show him your gratitude.
Suddenly, Ning Feng felt that everything was different.
Ever since Ning Feng entered the mode of exercising divine authority, he has always felt the oppression of this world on him, as if he wanted to expel him.
He had been resisting hard before, but the moment Reinhardt expressed his gratitude to him, that feeling disappeared.
The king of this world surrendered.
The world also surrendered.
The will of the world showed its loyalty to Ning Feng, an outsider who forcibly seized power.
Ning Feng, on the other hand, did not move away after being stunned for a moment. He was silent for a moment and then nodded slowly.
clatter.
When he fell from the sky, his appearance also changed back to his original appearance, becoming his true human form.
The clothes on his body turned into a silver-white robe with simple patterns. Ning Feng gently hugged the unconscious Shilin with his left arm and stretched out his right hand towards Reinhardt.
When he used [Watching Will], he asked Reinhardt several questions on behalf of the Watching Society, but the king at that time did not answer.
At that time, Ning Feng got the answer given by Reinhardt through actions.
He wants revenge, revenge on the gods who created their world!
Now, his wish has been fulfilled, and Ning Feng has fulfilled his promise.
He gave Reinhardt the strength to successfully complete his revenge.
"I am not your savior, nor am I a god who comes to save you."
This world does not need saving, at least, it cannot be saved by him alone.
"The only one who can truly save you is yourself."
The one who can hold on until Ning Feng arrives is Reinhardt.
If he had given up resistance early, the world would have come to an end long ago.
"But, if you insist on begging me for my approval..."
Moving his palm away from Reinhardt's head, Ning Feng gently patted the shoulder of the king who was kneeling on one knee and said softly:
"Rest in peace, Reinhardt."
"I grant your death."
I give you permission to rebel against the world.
"you're free."
You have given the world the right to choose, but you have only left out yourself, so I will give you this right.
The hero who saves the world has a future he wants. Is there any problem with this?
No.
No one should stop it, and no one can stop it.
In the realm of gods, language becomes power and words form laws.
The last shackles that bound Reinhardt were completely broken by Ning Feng.
Tears flowed from his eyes again, but this time they were tears of emotion.
"Thanks you……"
Feeling his body becoming lighter and lighter, Reinhardt murmured in a low voice:
"May you be immortal in the long river of destiny."
The body slowly shattered, and Reinhardt's body, which was kneeling on the ground, gradually lit up, turning into a faint golden light and chasing away the light transformed by the others.
In Ning Feng's eyes, Reinhardt's soul changed back to the appearance of a young man. He quickly ran to a girl's side and held her hand.
Beside him, the knight Karl, who was not looking serious, was holding his sword and lazily admiring the beautiful scene.
Just like it was a thousand years ago, happy and carefree.
The golden light transformed from the souls of all living beings gradually illuminated the sky, and the blood clouds all over the sky dissipated.
At the same time, the light of morning tears the night sky.
The morning light of dawn shines on the golden light of the soul, reflecting each other.
The long night has come to an end.
But this time, the broken world was not covered up by the power of illusion, and it did not turn back into a false appearance.
The tragic fate that has permeated this world for thousands of years has finally come to an end.
There are no gods in this world anymore, no human souls belong to gods anymore, everyone is free.
The light of dawn brings the final demise.
But this death is not sad.
Instead, the laughter of relief echoed over the world.
They cheer for freedom in a broken world and enjoy a rest that is overdue for a thousand years.
The world is being destroyed, but their souls have been sublimated.
Ning Feng has the ability to change all of this. He can force Reinhardt to accept the power according to his will, and he can also melt all souls into the artifact that turns into a dagger in front of him.
But he didn't.
He hugged Shirin and silently raised his head, staring at the morning light in the sky and the golden rain of light in the sky.
Golden light reflected in his eyes.
He is just saying goodbye to this world.
Obviously he is also a participant in this story, but for a moment he felt a sense of detachment, as if he was watching an epic stage.
Everyone on this stage flashed in Ning Feng's eyes.
Each of them plays a role and each person represents a symbol.
The gods watched Reinhardt.
Reinhardt watches over his people.
The people turned their hopes to the heroic king again.
Stargazers have been silently observing the world from the outside for thousands of years.
Beyond that, this dilapidated and decadent world is another huge stage, being watched by the audience.
The contestants also play the role of being observed in this stage play, and each of them is exposed to the eyes of the outside audience.
Everyone is both an "observer" and at the same time an "observed".
And in this, what role did Ning Feng play?
Is it the Overwatch player [Devil] who has attracted the attention of countless people?
Or is he the long-awaited [prophet] in the eyes of stargazers?
Is it the [Savior] who saves all this in the eyes of Bishop Charles?
Or is it the [god] who truly saves the world in Reinhardt’s eyes?
In the eyes of observers with different identities, his identity is changeable, from evil to righteous, from weak to great...
And in his own heart, he actually always had an answer.
He is [Watcher].
He is a member of the Watch Club and one of the forces watching the world.
And at this moment, just as he thought...
Ning Feng is the last watchman of this fallen divine kingdom.
Watch it quietly and usher in the final ending.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
The next chapter will end this volume.
I will summarize this volume at that time.
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