Chapter 333 I Am Fingolfin, I Am Here

The three sisters rarely saw such a reaction from Moen.

They knew that Moen was really angry.

Moen has always cared most about the irreversible.

The eldest sons left few relics, and that one even more so.

Morn would place his trust in the method of recasting the Holy Sword here, which also shows that he attaches great importance to it.

So they can understand Moen's anger very well.

That is extremely blasphemous and despicable.

The only problem is, it seems like it happened so long ago.

They don't even know if the other is still alive.

So after looking at each other, the eldest daughter hugged Moen's head and buried it in her chest.

"That is a very important treasure, so we still have the possibility of recovering it no matter what. So, let's focus on this first. Don't you have other things to do?"

Moen didn't object, and his eldest daughter's actions made him a little unsure of how to react.

He could only raise his head after a moment of silence and say:

"I know, and time is running out."

Looking back, everything outside the church has almost disappeared.

The only thing left is endless white space.

The second daughter asked uneasily:

"After half of the inscription is stolen, can it still be used to recast the holy sword?"

Moen nodded and said:

"sure."

"So let's get started!"

At Moen's prompting.

The three sisters began to cooperate with Morn to recast the holy sword.

Morn left several ways to recast the Holy Sword, in order to avoid accidents that would cause the Holy Sword to never be recast. The three sisters even have one themselves.

But now this one with the help of Knights Temple is the simplest.

After being reunited, the seemingly intact holy sword was handed into the hands of the three sisters.

The Holy Sword was re-divided into three parts, each held by the three sisters.

They slowly walked backwards holding the fragments of the holy swords they each held.

Waiting for Morne's recast.

Morn himself held up the half-remaining stone tablet of God with both hands.

and whispered to him:

"I leave this thing for you to symbolize and commemorate the eternity of this moment."

"I leave this for you, to guide and show you the way to the highest."

"I leave this for you, to keep and hide my only gift."

"Son of the future, recite what my gift is!"

Speaking of this, Moen paused and laughed softly:

"'My' gift is the reforging of the Broken Sword!"

This is a secret known only to the people who were here at that time.

It's just that the person who left the gift has no reason to use it, and the knights carefully hid the gift and kept silent about it, because they thought it was a great blessing, and blessings should not be enjoyed by mortals!

So much so that this gift was completely hidden in a hidden corner of history and no one knew about it.

Even in fact, what Moen said was not entirely correct.

Because that gift was not so appropriate for pointing to the broken holy sword.

It’s that gift that covers almost everything.

Because that gift is - a wish!

The Six Paths of God are just a cover-up to hide this true gift.

Of course, that is also a valuable gift in return.

Especially if its origin is too exaggerated.

And as Moen said ‘wishes’.

The fragments of the holy sword held by each of the three sisters slowly took off their hands and flew away under their gaze.

Then came to Moen's eyes.

Other than that, no miracle happened, it was just Morn speaking his wish.

Then the fragments of the holy sword flew in front of Morn.

There was no divine radiance or holy singing, it just happened so ordinary!

Under the surprised gazes of the three sisters, they all saw the fragments of the holy sword being connected together.

Then the recasting was completed so directly.

It seems that for those who respond to the wish, this is such a trivial matter that is not worth mentioning.

Even if it's a holy sword!

As the Holy Sword was successfully recast, the Holy Sword fell straight to the ground, but not before it completely hit the ground.

The holy sword was grabbed by Moen.

After looking at it carefully for a moment.

Moen carefully put the stone tablet in his hand back to its original position.

And that large amount of white space completely invaded at this time.

The three sisters were left blank and returned one after another.

In the last moment of this world, only Morn and the stone tablet in front of him were still in this pure white world.

Holding the holy sword, Morn was just quietly waiting for his return.

But he immediately noticed something was wrong.

Because it's too slow.

He shouldn't still be here!

Such a strange moment made Moen pick up the holy sword and look around.

But he could only see a pure white world with no clear direction or even size.

After a moment of thinking, Moen shouted directly:

"Who invited me here?"

But there was no response from this pure white world to Moen's voice.

Moen could only raise his eyebrows and wait for the change to happen.

However, he also noticed that the stone tablet behind him, which had returned to normal size, was still slowly being eroded by the blank space.

Wait until the last bit of color on the stele is completely lost.

Moen followed and returned to the present world.

As they were meeting, Moen asked the three sisters:

"How long did I stay there?"

The three sisters said at the same time:

"We almost appeared one after another."

After saying this, the eldest daughter asked:

"What happened?"

Moen's question obviously means something happened.

But for this question, Moen, who had no idea at all, could only shake his head and said:

"No, maybe I'm overthinking it."

Seeing that Moen said this, the three sisters stopped asking.

But they all looked towards the south.

They felt that something seemed to be coming over there.

After a while, the three sisters saw the shining holy spear falling from the sky.

They even saw the dark moon appearing in the sky, even though it was daytime now!

"What happened?"

The three sisters looked at each other a little confused about what happened.

The next moment, the dragon roar that resounded through the sky tore through the clouds.

The sound even turned into an extremely substantial energy and then blew up a storm.

But before the storm came completely.

As Morn swung the holy sword gently, the storm stirred by the roar instantly calmed down.

But the roar was also transmitted:

"Fingolfin! You deserve to die!"

As the incarnation of the vengeful ghost, the eldest son was undoubtedly the object of its revenge.

It was not until this moment that Morn saw who that thing was.

Coruscanth, or the undead monster that used to be Coruscanth.

Looking at the dragon rushing towards him after smashing the mountains.

Morn sighed and stood in front of the three sisters with the holy sword.

He raised the holy sword and stood in front of the dragon and whispered:

"I am Fingolfin, I am here."

It was a very simple response, but it suffocated the whole world.

Because this is the only eldest son who has returned now!

Let me sort out the rest of the article and update it tomorrow. I will only write one chapter tonight.