0p0 Chapter 161 You return to the End City and stay with my king.
Chapter 161 You return to the End City and stay with my king.
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Overworld Monster Camp.
Galan stared at the group of monsters in front of him that were full of fighting spirit and eager to fight. He already knew that a fierce battle was about to begin.
This is also their last training session. When the last rays of the sun disappear over the horizon tomorrow, this surprise attack will officially begin.
Null stood side by side with the Angel of Death, exuding a powerful and majestic aura, as if they were born as kings. They held their heads high, their eyes were like torches, revealing incomparable determination and fanaticism, and they muttered in a low and powerful voice, swearing to their supreme god of the dead:
"In this battle, regardless of life or death... we will definitely let those players know who is the real ruler in this world!"
"Our God of the Dead! Our King! He will drag all the players hiding outside the barrier into this world!"
"What we have to do is to push them into the bottomless abyss or send them to a hell from which there is no escape!" Null's words were full of determination and cruelty.
At this moment, no matter whether it is Null and the Angel of Death standing in the front or the monsters in the back, they will fight, release, and become a real monster at all costs for their beliefs and for the glory of the God of the Dead!
Their expressions were solemn and dignified, like devout believers, expressing their deepest respect and loyalty to the supreme God.
In their eyes, Herobrine is not just a god. Regardless of whether he is a god or not, they will follow Herobrine without hesitation and do everything they can to realize his will, even at the cost of their lives!
Of course, at the same time, other monster camps were making the same declarations, the same oaths, and the same expressions of determination to their supreme god.
However, it was such a magnificent scene, such a morale-filled scene... Little Galan standing below felt extremely complicated. He knew that once the war started, there would be losses, especially when he recalled... those scenes of divination for everyone.
From the beginning to the end, Galan believed that the world could do without him, but could not lose any member of the Undead Legion... Everyone was very good and they were all his favorite characters.
Whether it is the Undead who is not the Werewolf King but a Death Knight, or Naeus who now holds the power of the underworld, or the blue devil who is still in the Undead Legion.
These were all people he couldn't bear to part with, and he didn't want them to just... disappear.
In the scenes he divined, some monsters did not drop items even after death. Monsters as special as them should drop "unique" items after death.
However, now is not a time like this.
At this moment, every monster exuded a powerful aura and firm determination, as if announcing to the world that they were ready.
Galan felt this tense and exciting atmosphere. He quickly suppressed his complicated emotions and joined the grand oath with the other monsters around him.
After the oath is taken.
Null suddenly found Galan in the camp and told him something unbelievable.
Galan's expression froze instantly, his pupils trembling slightly, revealing an expression of disbelief. His lips parted slightly, his voice slightly hoarse and hesitant: "You...what did you say?"
As if he didn't hear Galan's question, Null repeated, "I said... you should go back to the End City. My king is there too. You will be much safer if you stay with him."
Galan's eyes were full of surprise and confusion. He couldn't understand why the other party would say such a thing. Wasn't it agreed before? He was allowed to follow Null... Why did he suddenly regret it?
Although it feels good to be with my king, and I do feel very safe...but after he leaves, who will change what will happen in the future?
If something goes wrong, who will fill the gap?
"No, I don't agree. Didn't you say that you would let me follow you?" Galan decisively rejected his proposal. He looked very unhappy, even a little angry.
"My previous suggestion was to have someone accompany you, but now the Blue Demon has other missions... there is no one who can take care of you." Null frowned slightly, but still patiently explained the reason to the man in front of him.
Once this guy goes to the front line, who will be responsible if something goes wrong? Even if they are defeated, they can still be resurrected.
But Galan is different from them. Once he is killed, he cannot be resurrected.
"No, I refuse! Besides, you should know my ability. I conquered the Sandbox City by myself!"
"Even so, you still can't recognize my ability?!"
Galan's voice was filled with a hint of reluctance and anger, his blue-pink eyes became unusually bright at this moment, as if burning with a flame, staring at Null's face.
His eyes were full of disappointment and doubt, as if he was telling Null his deep dissatisfaction.
Galan clenched his fists tightly, his body trembling slightly. He obviously just wanted to change the possible outcome in the future, and other than that, he didn't care about anything else.
“He just wanted a happy ending.”
Then, his clenched fist slowly loosened, as if all the strength had been taken away. At this moment, he suddenly lowered his head, and another thought involuntarily emerged in his mind.
It seems like he can't really do anything right? Neither his divination ability nor his current body can bring out his best use.
Maybe, if someone else uses it... maybe there will be a better ending?
"Galan?" Null seemed to sense something was wrong, and he called the man's name softly.
Galan paused, slightly opened his lips, and with a slightly hoarse voice, he whispered and slowly said: "…That…is not my name."
"I know, we all know..." Null suddenly put his hand on Galan's smooth hair, gently stroking his head, and then he asked softly: "Then... what was your original name?"
However, Galan just smiled and did not answer his question.
"Galan is Galan, there is no other name."