The Shadow of the Crown of Snow [Western Fantasy]

"Come with me. Come with me to eternity."

It was like the same call that sounded in Selene's mind when she touched the holy scripture of light for the first time in her life more than ten years ago.Fortunately, at that time, Selene's will was strong enough, and she had enough arrogance not to let herself be subdued by gods who didn't know whether they existed.She pretended to be a devout follower of the God of Light, but never really surrendered to the God of Light in her heart. If someone could examine her heart, they would know her true colors and denounce her as an apostate.

But no one can do that.No one can pry into her inner thoughts, and no one can change her free will.

In the silent inner world, the hazy call was becoming more and more clear. Selene had been a false believer for more than ten years, and then finally abandoned that mask and surrendered to the god of true belief.

"Hecate." Because there is still a lot of power of faith from the God of Light in her body, Selene has not yet felt the weak flow of faith brought by Hecate, but she can be sure that the relationship between believers and gods The relationship has been written in the corner of the law of this world. Unless the god itself is obliterated, this connection will never disappear. There are more and more characteristics of gods in you, if you continue like this, you can successfully become a real god without any external help."

Compared with relying on the help of external forces, the process of breaking through with one's own strength will be longer, and it may take more than ten years or even decades. Hecate doesn't care about these, what she cares about is the scariest time since she heard these frightening days. Good news - she might be able to save Selene from forced death.

But after calming down and thinking about it, she understood why Selene didn't show much joy.One is that even if she completes this process before Selene's death, the sacrificial ceremony that was doomed before Selene's birth may be irreversible; the other is that even if she prevents Selene's death, they Nor is it possible to enjoy a similar lifespan.

In the future, they still couldn't walk together.Hecate, who has truly become a god, can either stay in the world or return to the kingdom of God. She can choose any method to spend her almost eternal life. Spread the belief in yourself, wait for the forgetful human beings to forget themselves, and then the world will follow its laws of thousands of years to wipe out the forgotten gods without leaving any traces.

Selene is still a mortal after all.She cannot get rid of the birth, old age, sickness and death of mortals, no matter how great she is, she is just a mortal with a limited lifespan.

"However, if we are lucky in every link, there is actually a turning point in this matter." Because her body is still very weak, Selene spoke in a soft voice, "If you step over the threshold of the gods yourself, And I also managed to avoid the sacrifice, and then...do you still remember what I told you, the Holy Maiden of the Church of Light can enter the Kingdom of God after death?"

It was these words that ignited all of Hecate's hopes.

The war with the half-orcs is finally coming to an end.When this group of beasts no longer trusted Gerald's command, they suddenly became a mob that was easily dispersed, and their advantages became less and less obvious in front of the Guards and the trained Central Army.

Selene was worried that Hussein would let Nagrand's army intervene at this time, but Gu Yinuo brought the best news from her Penglai friend: Not long ago, Hussein publicly announced News about magic is tantamount to publicly betraying the God of Light. He has privately embezzled all the territory of the Nord Kingdom that the Holy Church of Wilton helped him to lay down, and is going to make the Nagrand Empire a place capable of reconciling with the Holy Church of Wilton. A powerful country that is divided into nations.

That is to say, Nagrand and Wilton have completely fallen out. At this time, Hussein is too busy to take care of himself, let alone intervene in the border affairs-it is Tully who came to attack the half-orcs. No matter how courageous he is, he will not offend Tallis and Wilton at the same time. Although the relationship between these two countries has always been tense, if Hussein really offends them at the same time, they will temporarily join forces. Dealing with Nagrand is not out of the question either.

The closer the distance between God and believers, the more power of faith you can feel and the greater the impact you will receive.With a god like Hecate whose strength is still growing, even Selene, who is sitting in the military tent and perfecting the scriptures, can feel her emotions, and it is not difficult to understand why she can drive soldiers like that on the battlefield fighting spirit.

She is indeed demagoguery.

I don't know if it's Selene's own sensitivity to the power of faith, or the connection between the two of them is deep enough in other aspects. Selene feels that what she can perceive is much deeper and more detailed than ordinary believers.

Sometimes she closes her eyes and feels carefully, and what comes to her mind is not simple emotions, but complex thinking from another personality.

It is not accurate to say that it is complicated, because what she got is actually the most superficial thought of Hecate, the most is the subtle control of body movements during battle, and the constant locking of the next target.

It was in these messy thoughts that Selene heard a familiar name.

Gerald.

Then there was a killing intent that was so strong that Selene had to stop feeling Hecate's emotions.She was only stunned for a few seconds, and she could roughly guess the situation on the battlefield.

As Selene thought, Hecate found Gerald in the crowd.He wears his leopard hood and mixes with ordinary leopard men. It's hard to tell the difference between him and the real half-orc in the chaotic battlefield, but Hecate has been consciously looking for Gerald's existence , can easily see his flaws.

Gerard hadn't noticed Hecate approaching yet, and Hecate hadn't been this nervous for a long time.She knew that Gerald would definitely use magic to escape again at the critical moment, and maybe next time he would not appear on the battlefield again, and would not expose himself to Hecate again.

be careful.Kill him before he reacts.

Hecate got off the snow wolf's back, bent down and dropped the long-handled ax in his hand, and picked up a scimitar from the corpse.This is an ordinary standard weapon, not as sharp as the crescent blade, but it is easy to pierce a human's skin.

She clenched the handle of the knife and walked through the melee soldiers at the most natural pace. When there was no need to command, Hecate became a ghost on the battlefield again. Except for the moment when she appeared and took the life of the enemy, there was no one. People will know of her existence.

near.Run that distance and you'll be spotted, but Gerald probably won't have time to escape.

Selene in the military tent heard her heart beating faster, and Hecate tried her best to suppress her desire to rush over immediately, and slowly approached Gerald with the most secure steps.

It wasn't until she was convinced that she could succeed that she took a sudden step forward. The scimitar in her hand changed from its usual weird and smooth shape, and swung down with a sharp momentum, aiming at Gerald's fragile neck.

However, the moment the blade touched Gerald, it shattered into pieces like glass thrown on the ground. Hecate took two steps back in surprise, seeing Gerald holding the scepter tightly all the time, and then realized that she His attack was blocked by magic just now.

Gerald obviously also knew that such a magical technique could stop Hecate's surprise attack, but it was impossible for him to take advantage of the frontal battle with Hecate. Taking advantage of her stunned effort, Gerald turned over He picked up the nearest horse and ran towards the Nord Kingdom.

"Little Silver!" Hecate quickly bent down and picked up a sword, and whistled to call his snow wolf, "Can you catch up?"

Little Silver let out a long howl, and led Hecate to chase after Gerald.

If it was winter now, the Talis warhorse that Gerald snatched at random would definitely not be able to shake off a snow wolf in the snow, but in spring, there was no snow on the ground, and the running speed of the two was not essential. Hecate regretted that he had used up the crossbow too quickly just now, otherwise she would have just raised her hand and pulled the trigger, and the crossbow would have pierced Gerald's vitals.

There was always a fixed distance between Gerrard and Hecate. Gerrard couldn't get rid of Hecate, and Hecate couldn't catch up to Gerrard. If this stalemate continued, no one could say for sure.

Hecate saw that Gerald was still holding the scepter in his hand. If he was allowed to use magic to escape, he would really never have another chance in the future.She took a deep breath, took off the armor on her upper body with difficulty on the bumpy snow wolf's back, and took out a small stone in her pocket.

It was a stele.Hecate vowed that when he went back, he would ask someone to get some steles from Nagrando, and he would take some with him, and let Selene take a few. This is not the first time that this inconspicuous little thing has played a role at a critical moment. up.

There is only one stele, and both she and the enemy are in a moving state, but this does not bother Hecate. She weighs the stele in her hands twice, and keeps her eyes on the back of Gerald's head before she can coordinate So powerful, the ancestors in her mind have prepared every tiny detail of every movement for her, she just needs to let her body's instincts throw the stele towards the target.

Gerald fell off his horse, and his strong will to survive made him stand up again and wanted to continue to escape. Hecate would not give him this chance, and he chased after him before he could stand still, using his long sword pierced his heart.

The former No. [-] warrior in the Northland, Gerald, would never have thought that he did not die in battle, nor did he die in bed. Instead, when he was fleeing in embarrassment, his life was ended by someone far away from the battlefield.

"If he had fought you with dignity, his soul should be able to provide you with much more than this."

The types of voices in Hecate's mind are gradually decreasing, and the remaining ones sound different from the past.The spirits of the ancestors seemed to be slowly assimilating each other, and eventually, they would all be absorbed into Hecate's soul, becoming a part of her rather than separate fragments lingering in her mind.

"It doesn't matter." Hecate stood beside Gerald's body, twisted the hilt slightly, and pulled out the long sword. "There are many people like him."