I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 749 - 749 748. Dawn_1

Chapter 749: 748. Dawn_1 Chapter 749: 748. Dawn_1 Night Country.

Dawn.

The blood moon dissipated, and the tranquil night once again enveloped the land. The flickering spirit torches gradually extinguished, like the peaceful snuffing out of countless household lamps.

Within the fortress lit by candles, players sat on the ground, completely exhausted.

Though the swarm couldn’t approach within a thousand miles of Gray Tower under the radiance of the spirit torches, the mental tension had left their bodies especially fatigued. Moreover, the players had organized several exploratory squads to search for the boundaries of the spirit torches’ light to aid any possible Night Country residents and guards under attack.

Despite the fact that only one day had passed in real time, most players had logged off to recharge, eat, and even sleep a little, for them, it felt like having worked an all-nighter, but the mental strain was enough to make them feel multiple times more fatigued.

So, when the blood moon finally disappeared and the world returned to normal, many players didn’t even think about claiming their rewards; they simply logged off and collapsed into sleep.

In their dreams, many saw various things; like green auroras piercing the sky, undying flames burning within the earth, a giant red planet drifting lonely through the cosmos, and the eyes that opened deep under the sea within the abysmal deep.

With the vanishing of the blood moon, the cold and indifferent words of the Silent Lands began to surface in Lu Ban’s vision.

“[Resist the Demonic Tide’s invasion: 1/1]”

“[Establish Gray Tower: 1/1]”

“[Congratulations on completing the mission]”

Now, Lu Ban could choose to return at any time.

Of course, before that, he had to sever the “Morning Star’s” connection to this place, to prevent some restless souls from remaining in the Foreign Domain.

However, it seemed that the other Walkers were not in immediate hurry to leave.

Stone and Shia both looked towards Cui Siter.

Because they knew that this might be the last opportunity to ever see Cui Siter.

“We need to find a way to travel to the past of Lu Ban’s world, and then deceive the world at that time…”

Shia was still contemplating how to save Cui Siter, but the detective shook his head.

“No need.”

He replied and then glanced at Stone again.

“Having lived here so long, witnessed so much, I’ve come to terms with it.”

Cui Siter didn’t exhibit any expressions of sadness or regret. Instead, there was confidence and determination.

“It’s extraordinarily difficult for the civilization of the Foreign Domain to strive and survive under the threat of the Ancient Overlords, even at the cost of millions of lives and centuries of sacrifice.”

“By contrast, if it’s feasible to save an entire world with the lives of just one person, or a few, that’s incredibly fortunate.”

He looked at the spirit torch, where the pale fires faintly glowed. Within those flames were the condensed souls of mages; Joester’s own will embodied, who became deities for the humans of the Foreign Domain with their sacrifice, perpetuating this world.

This was the Prison Cage.

“Therefore, if I can truly save Lu Ban’s world with my own sacrifice, then for me, it is a decidedly worthwhile trade.”

Cui Siter looked at Lu Ban, revealing a somewhat relaxed smile.

“Moreover, I am well aware that I don’t have much time left. My sanity is barely holding on, only a step away from madness. Instead of meeting my end in a muddled state, I would rather accept my fate with openness.”

At these words, Stone grasped Cui Siter’s hand.

“No, you can’t do this. We have a way, we can protect your life and still save the world. There’s still hope…”

He said, thinking that Cui Siter did not need to sacrifice himself, that he could still live a longer life.

“I am very clear about myself.”

Cui Siter gently patted Stone on the shoulder.

“If I hadn’t come here, I might have just been a down-and-out detective, perhaps one day taken out by a gang behind the scenes. Now, having experienced so much, I’ve gained fame, wealth, and a colorful life in the Abandoned Capital. At the end of the story, we need a satisfactory conclusion, and what could be more complete than saving a world?”

Upon hearing Cui Siter’s words, Shia fell silent.

She had witnessed Joester’s construction of the Magic Network and was very clear about Cui Siter’s thinking. If she were in his position, Shia felt she might make the same choice.

Having walked in the Silent Lands until now, Shia was very aware of the preciousness of civilization. In this mad and twisted world, the very existence of order and hope was a miracle.

She couldn’t refute Cui Siter’s words, and Shia also knew, with very little sanity left, Cui Siter, as a “Chosen by Gods” walker on a Sublimation difficulty mission, was nearly spent.

Even for herself, after two or three more missions, her sanity would also be depleted.

When that time came, Shia might choose to ignite herself, return to the Spirit Torch, and become part of the Night Country.

Therefore, she could understand Cui Siter’s thoughts.

Instead of struggling against an inevitable death, it was better to choose a more meaningful ending.

Stone could understand Cui Siter’s thoughts, but he did not agree.

He looked towards Lu Ban, seeking help.

Lu Ban looked at Cui Siter, but before he could speak, Cui Siter was already a step ahead.

“The moment I connected to the Magic Network, I saw some methods that could seal the Ancient Overlord. Those pieces of knowledge, I have left them in my mind. I am very clear, to achieve these things, one has to leave their mark in the Foreign Domain, one has to attempt to become a Divine Being.”

“If I hadn’t come to the Night Country, hadn’t gotten involved in all this, maybe I really would have needed a long time to acquire this knowledge, or perhaps it would have been impossible to achieve at all.”

He was somewhat wistful.

It was precisely because Cui Siter came here and took part in building Gray Tower that he could acquire the knowledge to seal the Ancient Overlords, that he could learn from “Xuan Jun’s Seven Chapter Secret Scriptures,” that he could then meditate for a thousand years on Jiangcheng Mountain, and that he could leave those words for Lu Ban.

Just as the “Chosen by Gods” had discussed at the start of the mission, due to Shia’s presence, the construction of Gray Tower was inevitable, and their mission was bound to succeed.

Due to Lu Ban’s presence, the Seal of Jiangcheng Mountain was bound to be established. The answer to how a Cui Siter, who did not comprehend how to seal the Ancient Overlord and the path to divinity, was able to achieve this lay in the Night Country.

An endless stream of knowledge converged in his mind through the Magic Network, and Cui Siter harvested it.

And perhaps the reason Cui Siter did this was precisely because Lu Ban and the others told Cui Siter about his future.

Everything was a cause, and everything was an effect.

Destiny closed the loop at this moment, becoming unchangeable history.

“So, my friends, the time has come to say goodbye.”

Seeing that the others had no response, Cui Siter laughed lightly, patting their arms.

“Perhaps we’ll meet again in future missions, in the Silent Lands, nothing is impossible.”

He straightened the buttons of his coat, adjusted the hunting cap on his head, raised his hand, and gave the other three a salute.

“Well, I should go back now.”

“The dead salute those going to death.”

His figure waned, leaving only his voice behind.