"You're about to leave." Kellandriel was not a question, her tone was plain and affirmative: "Before you leave, I will give you a gift to leave." She raised her hand, took off the beautiful and illusory Holy Ring of Water, and handed it to Teacher Yang. Her beautiful eyes stared at Teacher Yang deeply: "Take it away, I think it will help you more than me."

Teacher Yang was silent and did not take the ring. He saw far more than a ring. After a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Have you decided?"

"Yes, I decided to give up eternal life and strive to become a god. Regardless of success or failure, I will try it once. Even if I die in the end, I will die without any resentment." Kellandrell's tone was plain and firm, and he stuffed the ring into Teacher Yang's palm: "From now on, I will not be the immortal, I am just a seeker on the road to God. I hope you and I can meet again in the sky one day, and then you will return this ring to me."

Teacher Yang looked at the more dazzling holy ring than before, and finally nodded seriously: "Okay, then I'll help you collect it first. In the future, I hope you can get it yourself."

"I will."

The Elf Queen will no longer be eternal from this day.

On the top of the White City Mage Tower, the white-robed wizard watched the meeting under the moon through the crystal ball, and his heart was about to be broken. He pouted his mouth and looked bitter, just the same as when Kellandriel got married. He was sad but not desperate about that political marriage, and he once left a thought. But now, he only felt that the heart of a beauty is far away and even his thoughts are broken.

"You are indeed here." Just as Gandalf wanted to cry but couldn't cry, a familiar voice came over. Gandalf's old face trembled and quickly cleaned up his expression. He suddenly turned around and saw that it was no one else, but Yang Qi who came across the wall like a thief.

Yang Qi flew over to the huge floor-to-ceiling window sill of the Mage Tower, and waved to him: "Yeah, how are you, my friend here?"

Gandalf was allergic to Yang's surname, and immediately yelled in anger: "I still think of it as a thief, it turns out it was you! Tell me quickly, what's wrong!"

"Oh? You took the gun and you rushed like this!" Queen Yang didn't understand why, but she still laughed: "I said, old man, let's have a question about your ring..."

"Ring?!" As soon as Gandalf mentioned this, his heart twitched, and his expression was bitter and bitter: "Stop mentioning the ring..."

"No, don't be so sad. What a big deal, as for being so thirsty!" Yang Qi jumped over and reached out to pat Gandalf's shoulder: "I said, I'm not an irresponsible person either. I have thought of various solutions these two days, but to be honest, there is really no particularly good solution for the time being. So I just come here to tell you, if you wait patiently for a few days, I will definitely..."

"No need!" Gandalf shone his old face, his eyes shining with determination, as if he was about to reveal this page of life to discuss the next topic: "What's the use of this thing?!" He raised his hand, took off the ring suddenly, and stuffed it into Yang Qi's hand, gritted his teeth with some meaning, "Since it doesn't want to stay again, why am I force myself to pull it? Forget it!"

"Hey?!" Queen Yang was very surprised: "I said, old man, why are you excited? Didn't you chase me to say something two days ago? Why did you suddenly start giving me equipment?"

Gandalf seemed to be outraged, so he turned around and left, strode away from the mage tower: "Do you want it, I'll leave!"

"Hey, you have thought about it!" Although she wanted this Holy Ring of Fire, Yang Qi was still kind-hearted and finally shouted to the old wizard: "Don't be impulsive when you get back one day. If you want to come back one day, you won't find me, and you won't have a place to cry at that time!"

"I will cry?" Gandalf, who was facing away from this side, suddenly heard this, like a cat with a tail stepped on, raised his hand and wiped his face like lightning, and then kept his back to this side and shouted furiously: "I don't care if you throw it into the stinky ditch. I don't want to see it again. Hurry up and take it and disappear for me!"

Gandalf ran away, and Yang Qi was a little confused by his actions: "What is the stimulation of this Magneto-like old man, so abnormal?" But she immediately shrugged and opened her eyes, rubbing the ring happily and said, "No matter what, this ring looks good, it's better than any brand. Since he wants it so resolutely, then go back and play with it for the girl to play with."

The next day, the sun is shining and cloudless, and it is a brilliant and good day.

From early in the morning, everyone was cleaned and dressed neatly. Civilians, nobles, kings of all countries, and elites of all races all came to the large platform at the top of Baicheng. This place had suffered the most threatening attacks, and also portrayed the magic circle representing the strongest counterattack power. There was also a tree of kings growing, which was an extremely special place.

Look, the white tree that symbolizes the endless inheritance of the king's bloodline was completely destroyed in the battle of the mountain giant, but life is immortal and reborn in the fire. Now, a green sapling in the garden has re-eared out of the soil. Under the sunshine, the sapling has grown vigorously, which seems to symbolize the great rule after the chaos and the rebirth after the destruction.

Zoro was dead, and the last dark era ended, allowing the world to enter a new era with the saplings.

This grand ceremony today has been waiting for for a long time, and everyone has hoped for it.

The good time has come, and the mighty soldiers raised their shiny brass horns. The horns shone brightly in the sun, and the soldiers' faces are also shining. They puffed up their cheeks and played the most powerful and loud sound of victory with all their mighty and loud sound. The sound of the horns spread throughout Baicheng. The countless people waiting below heard the horns and all began to cheer enthusiastically.

Amid the cheers, the elf queen, King Elon, the white-robed wizard Gandalf, the British king of Luohan, and one noble existence after another all focused their eyes to the door of the White City Palace.

Xiao Jingzhe appeared.

He was carrying the King's Sword, wearing majestic and formal armor, and his steps were sonorous and steady, and appeared in front of everyone.

At this moment, everyone looked at him eagerly. The crowd parted like a tide, and several special guests showed their form. He also came. The Elf Prince, the Dwarf Prince, Frodo and other four Hobbits, all the members of the Original Lord of the Ring Expeditionary Force, came to the scene together. Zoro disappeared, and the dark curse he had left naturally disappeared. Those who were once in danger are now coming with a radiant look.

They came with blessings and admiration, and of course, they were inevitably a little embarrassed.

The embarrassing thing is that there is only one throne, but now there are two possible kings. I don’t know how Aragon and Xiao Jingzhe should face each other.

Frodo secretly pulled Gandalf's sleeve and whispered: "Old Master, you are the wisest person. What should you do if you think this is done?"

"I don't know either." The situation of the two kings coexisting is by no means a good thing, but Gandalf is not worried: "However, I know at least one thing: these two people are real men, and they are people who have withstood the test of darkness and will not bring haze to the world."

Wang Guan was invited out and held up by the oldest immortal in the world, the unique Ms. Kellandriel. She came to Xiao Jingzhe gently and handed Wang Guan to Xiao Jingzhe with her eyes: "I am not qualified to crown you because you don't need anyone's shade. I can only say that this is indeed what you deserve."

"King! King! King! King!" The fanatical shouts immediately rang one after another, and finally flowed into a thunderous craze like mountains and tsunamis. The shouts represent fanatical hearts. These fanatical thoughts gathered together, causing the holy light to suddenly lit up on Xiao Jingzhe. In the holy light, a holy seal in the form of a crown condensed and jumped out.

Holy Seal - King.

This is a very powerful holy seal that can make any Paladin's strength soar.

But Xiao Jingzhe looked at the crown and suddenly laughed.

"King?" He picked up the crown and shook his head with a smile: "This crown does not belong to me."

The cheers came to an abrupt end.

He held the crown and walked to Aragon step by step. He looked straight at Aragon with a complex and shocking expression, with clear and clear eyes like the sky and the sea: "To be honest, I have confidence in being a good king. I will love the people as my son, I will be loyal and brave, and I will... lead the people to a well-off society. So, brother,"

He patted Aragon on the shoulder hard: "I hope you can do it too, because if you can't do it, I will be embarrassed. Even if I don't expect to be praised by the eulogies for generations, I don't want to be called a fool or fool by historians in later generations because of what I do today. There must be a limit if I don't admire false reputation. If I don't be greedy for good reputation, at least I can't leave a bad reputation, do you think so, Aragon?"

"I..." Aragon's mouth opened, he really didn't know what to say.

"By the way, there is another thing." Xiao Jingzhe reluctantly touched the King of the Human Sword in his hand. The sword sounded lightly, and seemed to be reluctant to let him go. But he finally stuffed the sword into Aragon's arms: "This is a good sword, a King's Sword, don't let it cover the dust."

Bang, the sound of the crown form suddenly shattered, turning into a sky full of light spots that disappeared without a trace. He rejected the throne and also refused an opportunity to make his strength improve by leaps and bounds. What he lost was not just a false reputation.

Aragon looked at the Paladin in front of him deeply, and thousands of words came to his mind, and in the end he just turned into a forceful nod.

The orthodox heir took out the sword in his arms and stuffed it back into the paladin's hand again: "This sword should be placed with you. I have a lot of confidence in myself, but if one day my descendants really make mistakes, if one day someone is really lost in the vortex of power and *, Xiao Jingzhe, my brother, you or your successor, come with this sword. Kill the tyrant king from the top, kill the villain from the bottom, and kill the evil demon from the middle, let the great hero light illuminate the whole world again!"

The light spots flew and returned to Xiao Jingzhe's body from all directions. A brand new holy seal was formed again, but the holy seal was not formed outside, but sank directly into the depths of his heart and shone brightly. It was a sword, shining brightly, straight and unbent.

Holy Seal: Hero.

Three days later, the Void Ferry arrived, and the Selected Ones left Middle-earth in the blink of an eye and returned to the earth where they were born and raised.

Once, everyone changed. The spoils in the storage space and the scars on their bodies were by no means the only things they brought back to the earth. In addition to the things that can be quantified, those things that cannot be quantified may be more important.

Xiao Jingzhe gave up the throne and strength, but what did he get? He got something that was more powerful, more powerful, more stable and more permanent. The vast road to becoming a god, only such a rock-changing thing can really help him to the end.

Since we met Gemini on the throne of God, we must go down steadily with each step.

God, what does God mean?

Meaning eternity?

Meaning all-round?

Meaning supreme glory and endless power?

Perhaps, but it also means a difficult road full of thorns, and the burdens carried and the turbulent storm.

"Captain Jingzhe, you are finally back!" As soon as he returned to Earth, Xiao Jingzhe received an urgent communication. The communication officer on the opposite side of the video looked panicked and hurried. What he brought must be big news: "The highest level held an emergency hearing. Now the situation is urgent. Please come back immediately. The committee members must listen to your opinions!"

Xiao Jingzhe frowned: "What happened?"

"The world war may really begin!" The communications officer's face was filled with depression that was about to come and wind filled the building, with a hint of depression and panic: "The Black Death Emperor arrived at Midway Island yesterday..." (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!