Chapter 718

【Outsider, do you have a new perspective on death?】

"She" suddenly asked softly.

"Perhaps, death is sometimes not the worst ending..."

Xia De answered in his heart, then felt the box he was carrying shaking slightly. Only then did he realize that it was already Monday night in the material world, and even according to his body's sense of time, it was long past the time for Little Mia to eat.

So many things had happened along the way that Xia De almost forgot about the cat in the box.

Thus, under the curious gaze of the people around, Xia De threw the woman tied up with iron chains behind him to the ground, then squatted down to put the box down and carefully slid the box lid open. To prevent the 【Abyss of Life and Death】 from affecting this still-living cat, Xia De pressed his hand toward Little Mia's head in the box to prevent it from rushing out.

Looking down at the box again, he found that the cat was curled up inside, lifting its face, its large amber eyes looking pitifully at Xia De outside.

"Oh, my Little Mia."

Seeing that there were still red butterflies flying around, he carefully picked the cat out of the box and held it tightly in his arms. Sure enough, whether it was the effect of the red butterflies or the effect of the radiance on Xia De at this moment, Mia was not affected by the Abyss.

However, when the cat was completely picked out of the box, a copper-colored hook tied with a white thread was actually hooked onto its tail.

"Oh, what is this?"

Only then did Xia De realize that this was this week's "gift," and it had been "taken" by Mia again. And the requirement for this gift was to give gifts to two different friends this week. There was no requirement for the value of the gift, but it must be a sincere gift.

"It seems that the god wants the children to learn how to make friends."

He stood up holding the cat, his depressed mood from hearing the twins' story slightly improved. Just as he was about to explain to Grandma Cassandra why his cat appeared here, his hand had already touched the thin, long copper hook:

"Oh? Miracle element?"

The hook was not a relic, nor was it an ordinary item; instead, it was like a special material containing divine power. Before Xia De could guess further, the voice in his ears had already given the answer:

【The material of this metal hook is exactly the same as the material of the 【God's Gift Box】.】

"So that's it; this is the leftover material from when the 【Creator of Innocence】 made the box."

Now Xia De understood:

"But why give me such a strange thing? The material has different effects in different people's hands. In the hands of a mortal, it can at most be considered an extremely sturdy, hard-to-destroy hook with divine attributes that easily conducts spirit. It..."

The reason why the 【God's Gift Box】 is the "God's Gift Box" is not because of the material, but because of the maker.

But Xia De suddenly frowned, looked suspiciously at Grace and Helen, who were still hugging in the red butterfly swarm not far ahead, and then opened his mouth in surprise to look at the sky:

"He, He... is really this bored?"

The surprise and horror in his heart reached the extreme. At this time, Grandma Cassandra's voice came from beside him:

"Xia De, who is this?"

She was asking about the woman tied up by the 【Chain of Great Sin】.

"Oh, this is one of the four 'nails' that came back from the dead. During the process of Miss Helen Black and I going up the mountain, we encountered people from the Truth Society. They tried to make a location-type relic lose control and caught this woman from it."

Xia De held the cat, and the cat was squirming in his arms:

"I think it's better to throw her into the large rift over there and let her return to death. Only death can resist death; this is what the Ancient One at the summit told me."

"This is very good."

Grandma Cassandra nodded; of course, she would not pity this innocent woman. Dust to dust, earth to earth; the dead should not return.

Xia De was just about to manipulate the chain to send the woman to the edge of the rift, but he stopped because Sister Daifulin spoke:

"Mr. Hamilton, please let me do it. I can use this to help the Ancient One suppress the Abyss."

Xia De nodded, so the nun calmly bent down and picked up the woman from the loosened chain. Then, under Xia De's escort, she bypassed Helen Black and Grace White, who were hugging in the red butterfly swarm, and came to the edge of the rift.

The black wind was cold, blowing Sister Daifulin's hem and long hair. She held her hands flat in front of her, supporting the woman who had fallen into a deep sleep in her fright. But the nun did not throw the woman down the rift directly; instead, after softly asking Xia De to stay further away, she said softly in an ancient grammar:

"Fire, burn."

First, cracks appeared on the back of her fair hands, and in the cracks was the radiance of the Primordial Fire. The cracks and radiance then spread to her whole body, forming a crimson posture similar to Xia De's current "divine radiance" state on her clothes and skin.

It was just that when the flames touched the woman she was supporting, the flames immediately began to burn fiercely. The crackling sound even drowned out the whistling wind, and the light of the burning flames actually temporarily illuminated the surroundings, even brighter than the red butterflies beside them.

The nun's expression was serious, but Xia De could see that her hands had already been burned by the flames. The light traces of the initial fire were pulled backward with the shrill wind, and the nun looked as if she had been ignited herself.

She did not continue to wait, but threw the woman in her hands toward the large summit rift in front of her.

The flames extinguished as the burning body disappeared. She lowered her arms, and Xia De saw the burn marks on the nun's hands slowly healing.

"Having Grandma Cassandra bring me here to witness the ritual was in itself to be able to pass a little warm fire to the Ancient One at the summit. In the past, it gave me the fire of the phoenix; now, I am willing to repay her with the temperature of the initial fire."

Although Sister Daifulin was also very powerful, she could not open the path to this place as easily as Helen.

"Can this suppress the loss of control of the Abyss for a long time?"

"It's only temporary; in the end, it still depends on the church's ritual."

Probably noticing that Xia De was looking at her hands, Sister Daifulin unobtrusively retracted her hands into the sleeves of the gray-black silk nun's robe:

"Grandma Cassandra knew that you were the person her teacher was waiting for when you first came to Midhillburg."

She said softly to prevent the witches behind her from hearing:

"In the Witch Council, if there is only one person who will never harm you, then it must be Grandma Cassandra."

After finishing, she turned and left the front of the rift, and Xia De followed by her side. Now he knew the reason for the old witch's friendliness toward him, but he wanted to know more about why the Spirit Cult had always been kind to him.

He was very sure that, at least until now, all his actions in the past had nothing to do with the 【Spirit Cult】.

When the group left the Abyss and returned to the summit of Mount Sicar in the real world, the moon was already hanging in the night sky.

Xia De had a lot to say to Grace and Helen, who were snuggled together, and a lot of things to ask them. But it was already late, and the whisper elements on the two of them were terrifyingly strong, so it was not a suitable time for conversation.

Sister Daifulin and the witch master and apprentice went down the mountain with the twins, while Xia De turned back to the ruined tower at the mountainside. Although he himself did not engage in much intense fighting, he had experienced so many things today that it was time to go home and rest.

"I can go see Dorothy."

He held Mia and looked at the moon at the summit in front of the ruined tower:

"She might like this story... No, she hates sadness."