A strange feeling suddenly arose in Nora's heart, with a little confusion and a little melancholy, as if it was a feeling called loneliness. This feeling seemed to have appeared in memory. It was nearly four thousand years ago, when I woke up from the world of the dead for the first time, moving my body that had been stiff for hundreds of thousands of years, staggeringly walking in the empty temple. What I saw in my eyes was the shriveled corpses that could be seen everywhere in the darkness. They were the corpses of devout believers, and every time they were

They are all normal tribe members, with living lives, crying, laughing, and joy and sorrow. Like themselves, these believers can give their lives and souls for faith. They think so and do the same. Therefore, in that tragic and cruel final battle, these tribesmen gave everything to the gods together and finally merged with the gods. Now, they don’t know why they finally woke up, but these tribesmen can never wake up again.

When he walked out of the temple, he saw only the endless yellow sand and the endless white bones all over the ground. He prayed to the gods, and he only got the silence of death, no support for faith, and no companionship. At that time, Nora tasted the horror of loneliness for the first time. In order to dispel the crazy loneliness, Nora wandered alone in the temple, shuttled through the rooms, carefully cleared every corner of the room, and placed the shriveled corpse of each believer. Her half-dead body made her unable to feel fatigue, hunger and sleepiness, so she walked one by one until she turned the whole thing.

Walking around the temple. During the process of cleaning the temple, Nora prayed at every moment, and even after cleaning all the rooms, she came to sit down between the most core rituals. She did not stop praying to the gods, telling the gods about their loneliness and their vague fear of the future, until the power of death was exhausted and fell into a long sleep again. However, in the moment before falling asleep, she seemed to feel that the prayer received a faint response, but the response was too weak, as if it was just an illusion she had in the haze. With a slight doubt, Nora's consciousness returned to the darkness.

When Nora woke up again, it was already three hundred years ago. When she opened her shriveled eyes, the first thing she saw was Hull and Darak sitting cross-legged beside her. Although they were like me, they were like mummies, the three of them were both Archbishops of Danacus. After hundreds of thousands of years of coexistence, they had already known each other as if they were familiar with themselves. Therefore, from the clothes of the two, Nora recognized their identities as soon as possible. Although in the past, due to some differences of opinion, the relationship between the three was not so harmonious, at this moment, Nora still burst into ecstasy in her heart. She was sure that she had not moved their bodies before she fell asleep again.

Logically speaking, they should still be lying quietly in their room at this time, but in fact they appeared beside them. The only possibility is that they had revived and then walked between the rituals themselves. In an instant, loneliness and loneliness were far away from her, and even the dark temple suddenly became bright in her eyes. Nora knelt piously in front of the holy elephant between the rituals and thanked the gods for their protection, and then got further joy. The feeling before sleeping thousands of years ago was not an illusion, the gods really responded to her call. Although the gods' response was still very weak, the response now was much clearer than the feeling that seemed to be an illusion more than a thousand years ago.

There seemed to be a wet feeling in her dry eyes. Nora almost fell into madness because of joy. She knelt in front of the statue and began a crazy prayer all day and night, opening her heart to the gods, allowing the gods to draw strength from the faith and prayers deep in her soul. Although she knew that she was the only one, she could not provide much help to the gods' recovery, she still prayed persistently and did not want to stop for a moment. Rather than giving back to the gods, she was getting spiritual comfort from the act of prayer.

The crazy prayer lasted for countless days, until a big hand slapped her shoulder and turned around and saw Hull's face that was so shriveled that it was terrifyingly dry, but in her eyes, it seemed extremely friendly and relatives. At this moment, Nora finally felt lonely and lonely away from her. She stood up suddenly, and just about to say something, but she felt dizzy in front of her and lost consciousness again. The continuous prayers for several months made her overdraw her spirit and finally fainted at the moment when she felt reliance.

When they woke up again, Hull and Darak were sitting beside her, looking at her silently without saying a word. Nora looked at the two of them blankly for a long time, and suddenly lay on the ground and cried loudly. Although no tears flowed out, the sad howling still echoed between the ceremony and never dispersed for a long time. Hull and Darak remained silent in the crying, but their hands gently patted her back and silently comforted the youngest archbishop. At this moment, the three lonely souls wandering in the dark finally gathered together, making each other's hearts no longer painful.

Since then, Nora has never felt lonely and lonely anymore. Although there are only three people in the world of the deceased, with the response of the gods and the company of the same kind, she seems to have returned to the world and the life she used to be. Every day, she can see her companions' faces, ugly but kind and warm faces, which is already a rare happiness for her who has lived in loneliness.

Next, there was a long wait of a hundred years. The three originally believed that the devout believers in the temple would slowly wake up like them and restore their original consciousness. In this way, although everyone's appearance has been changed, they can still return to the life that they did not know how many thousands of years ago. However, they were disappointed. Although the believers started to move again, they lost their original consciousness and left some instincts during their lifetime. Although they still obeyed the orders of the three and still prayed to the gods every day, they had no self-consciousness and had completely become undead creatures, which was just a little special. From the gradually clear feedback from the gods, the three finally found the answer. These believers were over-extracted because of the fierce battle back then, so their souls had been merged by the gods and could not wake up again. Only the three archbishops, because their soul power was stronger than other ordinary believers, barely retained their souls.

Although the three of them were disappointed, they were not desperate. With each other's company, they would not despair. What's more, there is hope in the future. As long as they return to the world of Yara and let the glory of the gods shine on the world again, the past life will still come back and everything will slowly get better. With this belief, the three archbishops began to make plans to return to this world under the gradually clear response and instructions of the gods. Yes, the response of the gods is becoming clearer, which means that the soul of death is awakening. Correspondingly, in the world outside the temple, the infinite corpses gradually recovered under the influence of the gods of death, and the soul power provided by the resurrected undead makes the gods recover faster and faster. Under such a virtuous cycle, the will of the gods was quickly completely restored, but they lost their body and could only exist in the form of a soul.

Through the will of the gods, the three of them also found the reason for their awakening. It was more than three thousand years ago that Mobis, who betrayed Danacus and stole the divine power, completely fell in the battle of the gods, and the empty authority of death would return to Danacus, who had only the last bit of consciousness remaining. If this were not the case, perhaps in a few thousand years, Danacus's last consciousness would eventually disappear, and the three archbishops would die completely and never have a chance to wake up. However, the return of the authority of death indirectly changed everything. The three sleeping archbishops woke up one after another, and their prayers after waking up finally awakened the soul that could never have been awakened, and there was everything now.

Also through the will of the gods, the three men also understood what was happening outside, knew the demise of their own tribes, and knew the changes in the world. In order to re-disseminate the truth of death and re-realize the glory of the gods, the three men formulated a plan and spent nearly a hundred years to complete it. According to the plan, the three archbishops used the power of the gods to use the connection of the divine power to penetrate into the spiritual world of the Mobis believers who had no response but still believed in the concept of death. They used the commonality of being the masters of the divine power to change some believers to Dana.

Kus's own believers. After the first step was completed, under the remote command of the three archbishops, these secret believers spent decades to secretly carry out many cruel sacrifices. Some sacrifices were discovered and destroyed, but because the time span was too long, no one linked these sacrifices. Most of the sacrifices were successful, and the power of the sacrifice was accumulated and guided. In conjunction with the remnant instincts of the dead world, the memory of the hometown world slowly narrowed the distance between the two worlds, and finally successfully broke the barrier of space, forming a door of death that caused countless tragedies and sacrifices, allowing a large number of undead to return to the world.

Hundreds of years of memories flashed by, and Nora stared blankly as Darak's body turned into powder and drifted away. The expression on her face was not angry, but was indescribable weirdness.
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