Huh? Are they all real?

"Nothing to say? God Anstis Kodar."

Moen loosened his hand, but the other party did not fall down, but was tied up in the air again by countless vines.

The vines directly penetrated his flesh and blood, restricting him with his strength.

But he did not think of resisting.

He is only a Sequence 2 now. As a former god, if he faces other Sequence 1s, he can still escape successfully.

If he gets the seal brought by Hassank and others, he can fight back directly.

But now he is facing that bastard Soran, and the other party has even taken back the blessing of the Holy Tree.

There is no chance of turning the tables.

After looking at Moen, he quickly lowered his head again. This time he was not afraid.

He gave up completely.

However, he lowered his head and asked helplessly and puzzledly:

"Why?"

"What?"

"Why do you keep targeting me? It was the same before, and it is still the same now. At the beginning, you and I should not have any deep hatred?"

"Did I block your way, or did I accidentally destroy your plan?"

From the Eternal King to Sauron, this period spanned countless generations. He believed that this guy must be planning something very terrible.

And the reason why he was repeatedly targeted was probably because he unconsciously blocked the other party's way.

"You, don't want to become the original?"

Whether it is the Eternal King or Sauron, they are already the top of this world. Apart from replacing the original, he can't think of anything else that is worth their painstaking planning.

"If it were someone else, I would definitely laugh at his wishful thinking, because the eldest sons have already told us with practical actions that this is impossible."

"But if it were you, you might really be able to do it."

He was convinced by this sentence.

There was no sarcasm.

Because he had never seen anyone more outrageous and legendary than Morn.

In response to his exploration, Morn said after a brief silence:

"No."

"What?"

This time, it was his turn to say this.

"I said I didn't think about what you said."

The original fell into eternal sleep just to protect the world, not dead. How could anyone replace Him in this situation?

"Then why are you in this situation? Why do you always oppose me? First it was Sauron back then, and then it's Trajan now."

Moen fell into a brief silence.

Moen didn't know how to answer the other party.

In the end, Morn said:

"Game."

Anstis slowly widened his eyes. He thought of many possibilities, but he didn't think of this.

It's obviously such a long time, so many things, so many involvements

But he actually treated all this as a game? !

Moen didn't mean to continue. His reappearance of yesterday was not permanent.

Raising his hand slightly, the vines directly embedded in his body and began to squeeze everything out of him crazily.

Morn had to solve the huge trouble of Anstis Kodar before the end.

Feeling the crazy loss of vitality and divinity, Anstis did not cry out, fear, or beg for mercy.

He just said to Morn meaningfully:

"You are more like a god than me!"

After leaving this sentence, Anstis was completely swallowed by the vines.

Then Morn frowned slightly.

Anstis's body did extract extraordinary characteristics. And it was turning into a seal.

However, this was only a sequence 4 extraordinary characteristic.

This is not right.

The vines dispersed, and an exquisite silver coin was presented to Morn.

Looking at the silver coin shining with silver-white light in his hand.

Morn shook his head and said:

"It seems that we will have to deal with each other again in the future, but I don't know who I will meet next time."

Anstis Kodar was undoubtedly dead, and the corpse here was just a worthless corpse.

Morn was sure of these two points.

But there must be a bigger secret hidden in that jester-like man.

If Morn guessed correctly, this secret may have started from the Age of Gods.

"These guys are really haunting."

After tightening his coat, Morn stepped on the huge flower buds and left the deep and dark pit that was like an abyss.

When Morn returned to the ground, the flower buds withered and the earth closed.

Looking at the earth that had recovered.

After thinking for a while, Morn still used branches to lift a huge stubborn stone from the ground, and casually waved the branches to cut the stubborn stone like a blade.

On the smooth stone surface, Morn wrote a line of words:

Anstis Kodar rests here.

In this way, the stubborn stone became a stone tablet.

And sank back into the ground. No one could see the problem from the outside.

Leaving the inscription as the inscription, burying the stone tablet to avoid disturbing it.

After doing all this, Morn looked up at the virtual image of the holy tree a little overwhelmed.

Although it was just an illusory projection, the Holy Tree undoubtedly knew of his arrival.

Or rather, the Holy Tree knew it since he drank the Sequence 10 potion.

But the Holy Tree remained silent and watched as before.

"I'm sorry."

After a long gaze, Morn, who had transformed from the Eternal King back to Morn Cromwell, lowered his head and said this.

The sound of the breeze blowing through the leaves came into Morn's ears from the distant Holy Tree Forest.

"The elves are waiting for you."

Except for the original creator, Morn is the only one who can understand the voice of the Holy Tree.

So he is the Eternal King.

Morn continued to bow his head and said:

"It's not time yet."

"The elves have discovered it, and the elves will come to you."

"I know, I am also prepared. But it is indeed not time yet."

Morn is involved in too many things, too many gods and kings.

After all these things are combined, Morn has become a terrifying monster that Morn is a little overwhelmed even if he becomes a god.

Every time an identity comes to the stage, the possibility of him being completely discovered will increase.

There is no doubt about this.

Now, the Duke of Westeros, who has not been fully exposed, has attracted so many things, and even the return of the Eternal King has been discovered by the elves.

Morn dare not imagine that if even the Eternal King needs to come to the stage, then how many of his identities will be exposed at that time, and how many troubles are on the way.

It is very simple to solve all this, just don't care about anything.

But Moon can't do it.

"I will always stand by you, in the past, now, and in the future."

This is God's love for the king, without reason and unconditionally.

"Thank you. I really don't know how to thank you."

Moen bowed his head deeply to express his gratitude.

But the gentle breeze lifted Moon's head gently, and the glory of the holy tree shone on him as always:

"Never thank you, never apologize, it's enough that you come back."

At the same time, God's love for the king is too heavy.