Chapter 317

Suddenly.

A compassionate voice descended from outside the dimension.

"Stop here, your glory will be engraved in human history, rest in peace, Vice-Prince of Heaven — Starry Sky… Execution!!!"

The starlight of the stars descended.

Phantoms of celestial bodies erupted with roars from the stars, forming starlight that annihilated everything, converging to construct a divine spear.

A slender hand grasped it, threw it out, turned into light splitting heaven and earth, and flashed by.

People faintly saw an unimaginably beautiful head raised in the infinite ocean of light.

Vast!

Such a majestic life form can only be described as vast.

But…….

How can a life form compare to the majesty and grandeur of the stars? That is infinite suns, infinite blazing suns.

Even the condensation of a trace of brilliance is an eternity that life cannot reach.

Unstoppable.

Meaningless.

Endless wings covering the sky were pierced layer by layer, crossing the long starry sky, as if for a long time, and as if for an instant, entering the center of the magnificent head.

Everything froze.

"The Holy Spirit… lost?"

Someone muttered.

In everyone's field of vision, in that overlapping void, magnificent wings fell from the high sky, smashed the cabinets, and sank into the deep void.

The magnificent body collapsed like a sand pile, and points of brilliance scattered.

He is disintegrating.

Dying.

No, it's just returning to complete death.

The real He had long died in the wars of the past, and what was left was just a trace of remnant thought guarding the temple.

"In the end…. in the end, is it wrong?"

Without resentment, without unwillingness, the Holy Spirit just sighed softly, and the magnificent body turned into scattered light and disappeared into heaven and earth.

Is it over?

People were a bit lost.

That Holy Spirit.

That Vice-Prince of Heaven in mythology, the Lord of Seraphim who defeated Satan, just returned to nothingness like this?

Some people felt why bother; they completely believed that with that person's status, as long as there was a trace of remnant thought, it would be no difficulty at all if he wanted to be resurrected and return.

If he listened to the advice of that helmsman of the real world and went to other world lines, becoming a supreme being would not be difficult.

But there were also people who could understand, and were even more sad.

In a long life, if there is no obsession to burn everything to complete, how pathetic it is.

When time becomes long, everything one cares about disappears in the years, and the maintenance of humanity always needs an anchor to exist.

Seeing that all-people transcendence is in the near future, the future average lifespan may not even stop at two hundred years.

Mankind should perhaps consider this point too.

Instead of living numbly.

"Then, do I have…?"

Many people asked themselves.

Lava lake.

Tomoya Okazaki looked back in a daze, and a complaining voice sounded behind him.

"Arada, don't be so impulsive next time."

The woman with traces of time at the corners of her eyes wiped her tears, watching her husband show off his gains, and smiled through tears.

But hearing the occasional crying around, she still urged worriedly.

This kind of thing, how can it be so lucky every time.

"Got it, got it. When I go back, I'll register with the official, get a title, and from now on our family will be a public official family, and then pass it on to our daughter."

Looking at the man in his early thirties with some gray hair, his clothes were a bit disheveled, but his expression was very excited. He looked around and took out a crystal-clear gem from his arms.

Like a thief, he secretly stuffed it into the woman's hand: "Nagisa, take it, absorb it now, and your body will be better."

The woman looked down.

Inside the nearly transparent crystal, pale golden smoke was flowing, agile, mysterious, and profound.

Just holding it in her hand, she felt a vitality injected into her weak body.

She couldn't help but shrink her pupils.

If she wasn't mistaken, this is…….

"Yes, it was obtained in the Dream Pure Land…"

The man named Tomoya Okazaki said in a low voice: "Don't look, absorb it quickly."

Nagisa revealed gentle eyes: "Let's talk about it when we go back."

Having been an old couple for so long, Tomoya Okazaki knew at a glance that she was prepared to leave it for their daughter, Ushio Okazaki.

Couldn't help but laugh and cry: "Do you think I would leave out Ushio?"

The woman's face turned red.

"Don't worry about it, absorb it quickly, so as not to attract attention."

Tomoya Okazaki looked around.

It shouldn't just be him, right? There should be quite a few people who prepared magic gems to enter the God Tomb, right?

But no matter what……

His reverence for the Holy Spirit and the Holy King in his heart reached its peak.

On the other Reverse Reverse Side.

"I think let's do this, you guys just go to Chiba with me, I'll take you to meet friends from the Master Mutual Aid Association."

"Join on the spot, you can get a house directly, at least you don't have to worry about life in the God Kingdom."

Subaru Natsuki walked in front carelessly, using the Master Mutual Aid Association to show off.

Julius and Ferris were a bit moved.

It wasn't that they cared about any house.

It's the Master, after all.

That means they can all summon those kinds of Heroic Spirits, right?

Even they had longing, and even once thought about staying in the God Kingdom……

Cough cough.

What if they could also be sublimated into legends after death and promote to those glorious existences?

Suddenly.

"Ang….."

A soft call, as if afraid to disturb the dream.

Subaru Natsuki froze, and it took a long time for him to slowly look back. Looking at the two unbelievable figures, tears came down immediately.

"Otosan, Okasan……."

In the other world, he never mentioned his parents.

It wasn't that he didn't care, it was fear, it was pain, it was numbing himself.

Whoever it is.

Thank you, really thank you.

In the sunset.

The long-lost parents and son hugged each other deeply.

……

"Sango, Shippo, we are alive and back."

Miroku couldn't hold it anymore, his whole body seemed paralyzed, he went up and wanted to hug Sango.