"Chaos has arrived, and endless haze has enveloped the world. Who can drive everything away?" A man in a robe slowly walked down the steps with a sacred book in his hand. A pair of flawless white cassocks and those worn by the kneeling believers.

The tattered clothes looked out of place, but the piety in his eyes was the same as that of a believer.

"It's the gods of the temple! The infinite creators!" Continuous wars and disasters have long tortured these believers, who are emaciated and emaciated, but at this moment, the words are pronounced like a bell.

"Sins are unforgivable. Greed and anger are the cause and effect of sentient beings. Who is suffering for this?"

"It's the temple gods! God, forgive me..."

"In the long night, if there is a glimmer of salvation, who will be the one holding the fire?"

"It's the gods of the temple! Gods, guide me!"

"The remaining dreams have ended, but the miserable night remains. Your devout believers are waiting for your revelation." The man in white robe closed the holy book.

"The remaining dreams have ended, but the miserable night remains. Your devout believers are waiting for your revelation." All the believers knelt down one after another.

"Thank you everyone, the food has been prepared. Please go to the back hall to eat." Ming Deng walked out from behind the man in white robe and showed the way for everyone.

"Thank you, thank you!" Everyone burst into tears of gratitude. Even though they were all skinny, they were not crowded or fighting over each other, and they lined up one by one.

In the bustling crowd, a pair of father and son-like people came to the man in white robes: "Ahem... Archbishop... Ahem..."

"No, I'm not a bishop. I'm just a devout believer of the gods just like you." The man in white robe who spoke was Song.

"I want to ask you to do a favor...ahem..." the man said, pulling a boy next to him who looked to be only fifteen years old in front of Song.

"This is?" Although the man in front of him had not finished speaking, Song could clearly feel the powerful fluctuations in this child's body.

"This child, he... he is a person with super powers... Well, he is really..." The man hesitated to speak, and suddenly shed two lines of hot tears.

"His mother died to save him... and now I have also contracted a serious illness... cough cough cough cough!" The man became more and more excited as he spoke, until he coughed up a palm of blood.

"Save this child...accept him, he is my only hope in this world..." The man knelt in front of Song, and the boy beside him was also sobbing softly.

"The power fluctuations emanating from this child are far beyond what ordinary people with powers can compare to." Song stared at the child in front of him and fell into deep thought.

"Just like you before." Ming Deng glanced at the child and leaned forward slightly.

"You feel it too?" Song was secretly surprised.

"Believe me, I felt the same way when I first met you." Ming Deng smiled.

"Two bishops... you..." Seeing that the two of them were whispering to each other and yet not replying to him, the man thought he was about to refuse. Seeing that he was about to kowtow a few more times, Song hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

he.

"To be honest, I am the same age as you, and I am already thirty-eight this year. If you don't dislike me, I am willing to take him in and take care of him like my own child."

"Child! Hurry, thank the bishop quickly...cough cough!" The man cried with joy, and as soon as he finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful of dark red blood.

The man looked at his blood-stained hands and trembled slightly. Suddenly, his body collapsed. Ming Deng's quick eyesight and quick hands squatted down to catch the man.

"Shi Yu... you have to live well, I love you, child..." The man stretched out his skinny right hand, trying to wipe away the tears on the young man's face.

"Yeah!" The young man burst into tears and took his father's hand and held it tightly.

"Wen...I have not let you down after all..." At the last moment of his life, the man seemed to see his wife waving to him from a distance. The pain accumulated in his body was completely eliminated at this moment. He only felt that the pace towards his wife was getting faster and faster.

light,

He smiled, sang, and ran towards the deepest part of his dream.

"Shiyu, what a good name." Song touched the young man's head.

"Be strong, kid, your father's expectations for you must be more than this."

"Ming Deng, it's almost time for us to leave." Song took the man's body from his hands and walked out.

"Bishop, are you leaving?" Several believers gathered around him.

"Yes, there are still many places that need us."

"May the gods of the temple guide you, Bishop!" the believer said devoutly.

"May the gods of the temple guide all living beings!" he continued and slowly walked out of the temple.

On a hill full of rubble, Song slowly lowered the man into the dug hole under Shi Yu's watchful eyes. The place was backed by mountains and forests, the breeze was refreshing, and he overlooked the town from a high place. The young man stopped crying and said,

Throw a handful of loess towards the father in the pit.

The two stood aside in silence, watching the boy send his father off for the last time.

The sky gradually darkened, and the young man finally buried his father and looked at the dilapidated town in the distance without saying a word.

"We can't leave here today, let's just spend the night here, and Song, I think we need to discuss our next itinerary."

"I once heard you say that there is someone in the Bai family of the Slu Empire who you are looking for?"

"Yes, this is a controversial family. It is true that they rose to prominence during Silu's independence war, and they also turned the tide in the subsequent Silu secession war. In the end, they cleverly circumvented the purge order promulgated by the empire.

The clan's history spanned more than three hundred years and remained standing. At its peak, it would not be an exaggeration to call them the largest clan in Hain, but..."

"It's just that all things must eventually come to an end. In the past hundred years, the Bai family has gradually declined. Their clan has excessively pursued wealth and false fame, even to the point of killing each other. Most of the descendants cultivated in this environment are also corrupt and incompetent.

It’s not a good idea.” Song seems to have heard about the internal conflicts in this family.

"Yes, but I have observed the stars. It seems that the gods took pity on this ancient family and left the last glimmer of hope for them."

"He? I did hear a little bit about him, but it's just hearsay. It's still unknown what this person's abilities are. After all, judging from his age, he's just a young boy in his mid-twenties."

"Haha, Song, you have changed. When did you start looking down on your juniors based on their age?"

"So, it's decided?"

"Of course, you will go too."

"Well, naturally, if I can get the support of the Bai family, my preaching may be more effective with half the effort."

"You really won't let me down."
Chapter completed!