Chapter 600 Dawn
In the coma, Gilan's consciousness fell into silence.
He felt only darkness and silence.
As he continued to fall, Gillan seemed to hear whispers and indistinct murmurs.
I don’t know how long it lasted like this.
at last……
A ray of light appeared in the darkness.
The whispers gradually died away, as if being dispelled by it.
The light was golden, but not dazzling, rather very soft, and accompanied by a comfortable warmth.
For some reason, Gillan thought of the bright morning light.
Gradually, the light became brighter and brighter.
A figure faintly emerged in the light, walking slowly towards Jilan.
Jilan slowly saw the man's appearance.
He was a man with long golden hair. He was not handsome, but he was pleasing to the eye and gave people a gentle feeling.
The man was not wearing fancy clothes, only a piece of ragged linen wrapped around his waist, covering his hips and thighs. He looked like a poor peasant or slave in the Middle Ages.
"you are?"
Gillan opened his mouth and asked in confusion.
The man smiled, a bright smile that gave people an inexplicable sense of sacredness.
"It doesn't matter who I am, Mr. Gillan Iros. What matters is that you have fulfilled your promise and are only one step away from final success."
Hearing this, Jilan was startled.
The man's voice was so soft that it was hard to tell his gender just by hearing. And Jillan was no stranger to this voice.
"You are……"
Gillan was quite surprised.
"The first Hour, the 'midday dawn' symbolizing July, His Majesty Omer?!"
The man didn't answer, but just smiled.
Seems to be the default.
Gillan was stunned.
Omer actually took the initiative to find him.
But he didn't understand what the other person said.
"What does your Majesty mean by promise?"
Gillan asked.
Looking back, the only interaction between him and Omer was probably when he hunted down the fallen July Apostles "Windmill Cat" Pal and "Cup Doctor" Gabriel. He did not corrupt their corpses and let Omer take them away.
At that time, the other party expressed his gratitude to him.
That's all.
He was sure that he had never made any promises to Omer.
Omer smiled but said nothing.
After a while, He spoke:
"Mr. Gillan helped the 'Crippled King' defeat the 'Blind General', and the future of the world has quietly changed. I believe that the next new era will be full of order and beauty."
"Now, the two hours of February and November have passed, and the four spirals that make up the balance of the world are about to be broken."
"I think, since you have fulfilled your promise, I should also fulfill my promise... to help you take this last step."
After saying this, Omer's figure gradually disappeared.
As the light slowly dissipated.
But He left one last sentence, echoing in the darkness:
"Thank you, Mr. Gillan."
"Your Majesty Omer? Wait..."
In the darkness, Omer had already left, leaving Gillan standing there.
He was confused at the moment.
I have absolutely no idea what Omer means.
Judging from the other party's tone, it seems that the two of them had reached some agreement and promise. After he caused the death of the "Blind General", Omer would also fulfill his so-called promise in due course.
But Gillan was not impressed.
I just felt like Omer was playing the Riddler.
After sighing, Gilan wandered in the darkness.
He suddenly remembered that before he fell into a coma, the "Blind General" saw some of "Banlan's" true colors and reminded the "Crippled King" to be careful of himself.
"For Si Chen in this world, pollution from outer space is the most terrible poison. He turns pale at the mere mention of it..."
Gillan thought.
'After all, the outer gods "Dian Meng" and "Zhong Ke" are above the law, and are beyond the Si Chen and even the Si Sui, and are on the same level as the original creation gods "Fei Mo" and "Eternal Sun".'
'The Hours are understandably terrified by this.'
'I just don't know what William will do?'
Gillan lowered his eyes.
'My body is probably in a very bad condition right now, and I have no power to resist. If He wants, He can easily kill me.'
"William gave up everything for his ideals. If he really saw me as a threat, would he...?"
As his thoughts intertwined, Jilan's consciousness fell silent again.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
Gilan's consciousness finally returned to his body, giving him some awareness.
He suddenly felt as if a warm and soft little hand was gently brushing his face.
A little itchy.
Gillan opened his eyes with difficulty.
After a blur, a fair and pretty face came into view. The girl's black hair fell down, almost covering Jilan's face.
When their eyes met, Jilan clearly saw the surprise bursting out in those black eyes.
"Sir, you finally woke up!"
"Torrina?"
Jilan saw the other person clearly and called out.
"Yeah." The girl replied quickly, and then happily stroked Jilan's face with her hands and gently smoothed his hair.
"You slept for a long time. My father and I were very worried about you."
"Have you slept for a long time?"
Jilan sat up slowly and found herself lying on the princess bed in the attic of the Black Castle.
Torina, wearing an elegant black dress, leaned against him, seemingly taking care of him.
"It's been nearly half a year."
The girl whispered.
Ji Lan couldn't help but be startled.
"Half a year... I actually slept for that long."
"Yeah." Tolina sighed, her tone full of heartache. "When you helped your father defeat the 'Blind General', you were seriously injured... The light of your spirituality dimmed to the point of being almost extinguished, and your body was severely corroded by the black and red lightning manifested by the 'Law of Domination', causing irreversible damage." As she spoke, the girl's tone was a little hesitant.
Gillan could hear the other party's caution.
At this moment, he followed Torina's gaze and looked down... only to see his legs, empty below the knees.
“No more…”
Jilan was stunned and muttered.
Torina pursed her lips and fell silent.
He tilted his head, his lowered eyes full of sadness, and his little hand kept stroking the back of Jilan's hand, as if to comfort her.
"Now our situations are reversed, Torina."
Jilan smiled and spoke.
"From now on, it's your turn to push my wheelchair."
"Ok?"
This time it was Torina who was stunned.
He didn't expect that after learning about his body being mutilated, instead of feeling sad, worried or even angry, Gilan felt very relaxed.
"you……"
The girl stared into Jilan's eyes and whispered.
"You rejected my 'scapegoat' in the end, and that's why you lost your legs. Don't you regret it?"
"I will regret it only if I accept your 'scapegoat'."
Jilan just laughed.
"I don't want you to die for me."
"I won't die." Tolina said seriously. "At most I'll just be in a wheelchair again."
"I can't bear to do that."
Gillan shook his head.
"You have finally completed the law and restored your complete divine body. How sad it will be to lose your legs again."
Hearing this, Torina's eyes turned red.
He pursed his lips, slowly lay on Jilan's chest, put his arms around her waist and hugged her tightly.
"I will always be there for you, forever."
Gilan fell silent after listening to Torina's emotional confession, but he also hugged her.
The heartbeats of the two people converged at this moment.
...
...
The girl pushed the wheelchair and took the young man, who had changed into a black suit, out of the attic.
The two walked along the silent corridor all the way to the top of the clock tower in the center of the castle.
Facing the dreamy sea breeze, gazing into the distance.
Jilan raised his hand and a floor-to-ceiling mirror appeared out of thin air in front of him.
He looked at himself in the mirror sitting in a wheelchair and was stunned.
He immediately smiled and shook his head, and said to the girl behind him:
"In half a year, I've aged like this."
In the mirror, Jilan had mottled white hair and an old and haggard face. He did not look like a young man at all, but an old man who was about to die, like a candle in the wind.
Through his senses, which had been weakened to an unknown degree, he was able to sense his current poor condition.
weak.
Extremely weak.
When he opened the panel, he saw that the 9 attributes that had originally reached the limit of a 1000th-level apostle were now reduced to less than 100.
"Not old at all, still as handsome as ever."
Torina spoke softly.
As He spoke, He snapped His fingers, and the floor-length mirror shattered with a bang, turning into dust and dispersing.
Although Gillan knew that Torina was trying to comfort him, he still smiled.
He had actually let it go a long time ago.
He was relieved when the "Philosopher's Sword" was destroyed and he was forced to attack Baldini relentlessly with kicks.
Whether it's appearance or legs.
He didn't care that much anymore.
"How's your injury?"
Gillan asked.
Tolina once blocked a knife from the "Blind General" for him.
I remember that at that time, huge cracks appeared on His body, tears and blood flowed from His eyes, and His injuries were very serious.
Gillan was very worried about this.
"Don't worry, it's completely healed."
Torina said.
Gilan breathed a sigh of relief, but was also surprised, as if he didn't expect Torina's injury to heal so quickly.
"Not only me, but my mother's injuries have also healed."
Torina added.
"It was Omer... At that time, we were fighting against the Three Arts Masters. The battle was fierce, and the dawn suddenly came and healed our injuries, so we were able to force the enemy back."
"Omer?!"
Jilan raised his eyebrows, very surprised.
"Why did He do this?"
"do not know."
Torina shook her head.
After a moment of silence, He bent down and whispered:
"But my mother and I both noticed that after Omer helped, he became extremely weak... Because he cut off the remains, only his spirit was left incomplete, and his laws were gradually being stripped away."
"At the beginning, he fled to the divine land due to the pollution from outer space, and his power gradually disappeared... But for some reason, he was willing to pay a huge price to help us."
"It's a promise..."
Jilan was stunned and murmured.
He recalled the scene when he met Omer in his dream and what the other person said.
But Gillan's doubts did not diminish, but became even greater.
"When did I make an agreement with Omer? And..."
Gillan had a strong intuition.
The promise made by the other party was not as simple as just treating Tolina and Xiadia.
(End of this chapter)
In the coma, Gilan's consciousness fell into silence.
He felt only darkness and silence.
As he continued to fall, Gillan seemed to hear whispers and indistinct murmurs.
I don’t know how long it lasted like this.
at last……
A ray of light appeared in the darkness.
The whispers gradually died away, as if being dispelled by it.
The light was golden, but not dazzling, rather very soft, and accompanied by a comfortable warmth.
For some reason, Gillan thought of the bright morning light.
Gradually, the light became brighter and brighter.
A figure faintly emerged in the light, walking slowly towards Jilan.
Jilan slowly saw the man's appearance.
He was a man with long golden hair. He was not handsome, but he was pleasing to the eye and gave people a gentle feeling.
The man was not wearing fancy clothes, only a piece of ragged linen wrapped around his waist, covering his hips and thighs. He looked like a poor peasant or slave in the Middle Ages.
"you are?"
Gillan opened his mouth and asked in confusion.
The man smiled, a bright smile that gave people an inexplicable sense of sacredness.
"It doesn't matter who I am, Mr. Gillan Iros. What matters is that you have fulfilled your promise and are only one step away from final success."
Hearing this, Jilan was startled.
The man's voice was so soft that it was hard to tell his gender just by hearing. And Jillan was no stranger to this voice.
"You are……"
Gillan was quite surprised.
"The first Hour, the 'midday dawn' symbolizing July, His Majesty Omer?!"
The man didn't answer, but just smiled.
Seems to be the default.
Gillan was stunned.
Omer actually took the initiative to find him.
But he didn't understand what the other person said.
"What does your Majesty mean by promise?"
Gillan asked.
Looking back, the only interaction between him and Omer was probably when he hunted down the fallen July Apostles "Windmill Cat" Pal and "Cup Doctor" Gabriel. He did not corrupt their corpses and let Omer take them away.
At that time, the other party expressed his gratitude to him.
That's all.
He was sure that he had never made any promises to Omer.
Omer smiled but said nothing.
After a while, He spoke:
"Mr. Gillan helped the 'Crippled King' defeat the 'Blind General', and the future of the world has quietly changed. I believe that the next new era will be full of order and beauty."
"Now, the two hours of February and November have passed, and the four spirals that make up the balance of the world are about to be broken."
"I think, since you have fulfilled your promise, I should also fulfill my promise... to help you take this last step."
After saying this, Omer's figure gradually disappeared.
As the light slowly dissipated.
But He left one last sentence, echoing in the darkness:
"Thank you, Mr. Gillan."
"Your Majesty Omer? Wait..."
In the darkness, Omer had already left, leaving Gillan standing there.
He was confused at the moment.
I have absolutely no idea what Omer means.
Judging from the other party's tone, it seems that the two of them had reached some agreement and promise. After he caused the death of the "Blind General", Omer would also fulfill his so-called promise in due course.
But Gillan was not impressed.
I just felt like Omer was playing the Riddler.
After sighing, Gilan wandered in the darkness.
He suddenly remembered that before he fell into a coma, the "Blind General" saw some of "Banlan's" true colors and reminded the "Crippled King" to be careful of himself.
"For Si Chen in this world, pollution from outer space is the most terrible poison. He turns pale at the mere mention of it..."
Gillan thought.
'After all, the outer gods "Dian Meng" and "Zhong Ke" are above the law, and are beyond the Si Chen and even the Si Sui, and are on the same level as the original creation gods "Fei Mo" and "Eternal Sun".'
'The Hours are understandably terrified by this.'
'I just don't know what William will do?'
Gillan lowered his eyes.
'My body is probably in a very bad condition right now, and I have no power to resist. If He wants, He can easily kill me.'
"William gave up everything for his ideals. If he really saw me as a threat, would he...?"
As his thoughts intertwined, Jilan's consciousness fell silent again.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
Gilan's consciousness finally returned to his body, giving him some awareness.
He suddenly felt as if a warm and soft little hand was gently brushing his face.
A little itchy.
Gillan opened his eyes with difficulty.
After a blur, a fair and pretty face came into view. The girl's black hair fell down, almost covering Jilan's face.
When their eyes met, Jilan clearly saw the surprise bursting out in those black eyes.
"Sir, you finally woke up!"
"Torrina?"
Jilan saw the other person clearly and called out.
"Yeah." The girl replied quickly, and then happily stroked Jilan's face with her hands and gently smoothed his hair.
"You slept for a long time. My father and I were very worried about you."
"Have you slept for a long time?"
Jilan sat up slowly and found herself lying on the princess bed in the attic of the Black Castle.
Torina, wearing an elegant black dress, leaned against him, seemingly taking care of him.
"It's been nearly half a year."
The girl whispered.
Ji Lan couldn't help but be startled.
"Half a year... I actually slept for that long."
"Yeah." Tolina sighed, her tone full of heartache. "When you helped your father defeat the 'Blind General', you were seriously injured... The light of your spirituality dimmed to the point of being almost extinguished, and your body was severely corroded by the black and red lightning manifested by the 'Law of Domination', causing irreversible damage." As she spoke, the girl's tone was a little hesitant.
Gillan could hear the other party's caution.
At this moment, he followed Torina's gaze and looked down... only to see his legs, empty below the knees.
“No more…”
Jilan was stunned and muttered.
Torina pursed her lips and fell silent.
He tilted his head, his lowered eyes full of sadness, and his little hand kept stroking the back of Jilan's hand, as if to comfort her.
"Now our situations are reversed, Torina."
Jilan smiled and spoke.
"From now on, it's your turn to push my wheelchair."
"Ok?"
This time it was Torina who was stunned.
He didn't expect that after learning about his body being mutilated, instead of feeling sad, worried or even angry, Gilan felt very relaxed.
"you……"
The girl stared into Jilan's eyes and whispered.
"You rejected my 'scapegoat' in the end, and that's why you lost your legs. Don't you regret it?"
"I will regret it only if I accept your 'scapegoat'."
Jilan just laughed.
"I don't want you to die for me."
"I won't die." Tolina said seriously. "At most I'll just be in a wheelchair again."
"I can't bear to do that."
Gillan shook his head.
"You have finally completed the law and restored your complete divine body. How sad it will be to lose your legs again."
Hearing this, Torina's eyes turned red.
He pursed his lips, slowly lay on Jilan's chest, put his arms around her waist and hugged her tightly.
"I will always be there for you, forever."
Gilan fell silent after listening to Torina's emotional confession, but he also hugged her.
The heartbeats of the two people converged at this moment.
...
...
The girl pushed the wheelchair and took the young man, who had changed into a black suit, out of the attic.
The two walked along the silent corridor all the way to the top of the clock tower in the center of the castle.
Facing the dreamy sea breeze, gazing into the distance.
Jilan raised his hand and a floor-to-ceiling mirror appeared out of thin air in front of him.
He looked at himself in the mirror sitting in a wheelchair and was stunned.
He immediately smiled and shook his head, and said to the girl behind him:
"In half a year, I've aged like this."
In the mirror, Jilan had mottled white hair and an old and haggard face. He did not look like a young man at all, but an old man who was about to die, like a candle in the wind.
Through his senses, which had been weakened to an unknown degree, he was able to sense his current poor condition.
weak.
Extremely weak.
When he opened the panel, he saw that the 9 attributes that had originally reached the limit of a 1000th-level apostle were now reduced to less than 100.
"Not old at all, still as handsome as ever."
Torina spoke softly.
As He spoke, He snapped His fingers, and the floor-length mirror shattered with a bang, turning into dust and dispersing.
Although Gillan knew that Torina was trying to comfort him, he still smiled.
He had actually let it go a long time ago.
He was relieved when the "Philosopher's Sword" was destroyed and he was forced to attack Baldini relentlessly with kicks.
Whether it's appearance or legs.
He didn't care that much anymore.
"How's your injury?"
Gillan asked.
Tolina once blocked a knife from the "Blind General" for him.
I remember that at that time, huge cracks appeared on His body, tears and blood flowed from His eyes, and His injuries were very serious.
Gillan was very worried about this.
"Don't worry, it's completely healed."
Torina said.
Gilan breathed a sigh of relief, but was also surprised, as if he didn't expect Torina's injury to heal so quickly.
"Not only me, but my mother's injuries have also healed."
Torina added.
"It was Omer... At that time, we were fighting against the Three Arts Masters. The battle was fierce, and the dawn suddenly came and healed our injuries, so we were able to force the enemy back."
"Omer?!"
Jilan raised his eyebrows, very surprised.
"Why did He do this?"
"do not know."
Torina shook her head.
After a moment of silence, He bent down and whispered:
"But my mother and I both noticed that after Omer helped, he became extremely weak... Because he cut off the remains, only his spirit was left incomplete, and his laws were gradually being stripped away."
"At the beginning, he fled to the divine land due to the pollution from outer space, and his power gradually disappeared... But for some reason, he was willing to pay a huge price to help us."
"It's a promise..."
Jilan was stunned and murmured.
He recalled the scene when he met Omer in his dream and what the other person said.
But Gillan's doubts did not diminish, but became even greater.
"When did I make an agreement with Omer? And..."
Gillan had a strong intuition.
The promise made by the other party was not as simple as just treating Tolina and Xiadia.
(End of this chapter)
