"Arasong has completed the evil ritual, and the Frost City has been transformed into a projection on the ice level of the abyss. The projection of the demon lord Gaogen has been killed by me, but as long as the projection on the ice level is on, Gaogen's projection will be resurrected."

"You must lead the living people from the Sand Plateau before the resurrection of the Gaugen projection, and this is your destiny. Go to Salia, in the south of the Salia Peninsula, I promise you new land, where you will build a new city-state."

"But," Ronalmus burst into tears, the soft light did not soothe his painful heart.

"Father, does he really have no choice? Is there no possibility of completely expelling the demons in the Frost City?"

"My son, every person and every city-state, has his destiny. Even gods cannot completely control their destiny."

"Don't be sad for your father. He will live forever in my country. Wait for you to fulfill your destiny and become the legendary hero. I will take you into my country. Our family will be with you forever in Mount Kaya."

The light drifted into the sky and the sound became more and more ethereal. After a few circles around Ronalmus, the elves flew lightly to the battlefield between humans and demons.

A phantom was pulled up, and it turned out to be Alayas. He looked at his son with a smile, waved his hand, and disappeared into the sky with the elf.

As Ace watched the scene in front of him gradually disappear, the shock in his mind did not ease. This is a world with gods. Although there are some restrictions, they do exist and are very powerful.

This world is in a true mythological era, a legendary era of gods and heroes. If you understand it using the novel system of your previous life, it should be a world of middle demons or even high demons, which is extremely dangerous.

For a simple classification of known power levels, the lowest is mortals, and above are the nobles who inspire blood power, and then there are heroes, great heroes, golden heroes, legendary heroes, and incredible gods. They are the source of heroes.

There are gods, heroes, demons, and monsters in the wilderness in this world, but there is no extraordinary path for mortals.

A strong sense of powerlessness and anxiety enveloped Ace. He longed to grasp his destiny and strangled his throat, rather than passively accepting the arrangement of his destiny.

The memories of scientific researchers in his previous life made him determined, study, analyze, and summarize, and he must find out the extraordinary secrets of extraordinary creatures and open up a extraordinary path for himself.

A new scene has begun. Ronalmus leads the remaining residents of the Frost City, following the guidance of the goddess of grace, and flees all the way to the beach.

Behind are the pursuers composed of ice demons, and in front of them is the vast sea, they are in a desperate situation.

Ronalmus was a little embarrassed, but his eyes were bright.

He turned around and looked at the demon pursuers. Alasong was leading them to chase after him with a grin. He had fallen into a demon and gave birth to the wings of a higher demon.

"Alasong, you not only kill the king, but also completely betray the God of Frost. You are not afraid that the power of the divine being as powerful as a prison. Frost will punish you?" Ronalmus shouted loudly.

"You can't guess the Frost. I am carrying the Frost's mission, and everything I do is worthy of my blood."

Alasong smiled hideously, "My dear prince, let me end your destiny here, play a sorrowful music for you, and send you to reunite with your parents."

Ronalmus turned to look at the sea, and a gentle murmur appeared in his ear.

"Ronamus, Ronalamus, lift your sword and slash towards the sea."

Uncontrollably he raised the sword in his hand, slashed towards the sea, and bang!

The sea water split into two along the direction of the sword slash, and Ronalmus walked into the sea with the remaining residents.

Elegant and sacred music sounded, and the sea waters merged naturally after they walked past.

Alasong chased the seaside with the demons and yelled with the demons in the devil's words. Then they formed a strange ritual that exuded some rhythm. Accompanied by Alasong's low roar in the center, the sea water instantly freezes.

Except for Alasong, the ice demons rushed towards the crowd. At this moment, the frozen ocean suddenly shook violently.

"Who is it!"

"Who dares to disturb the son of the ocean, the great Pontos sleeps. The ignorant, you will pay the price!"

Accompanied by the rage, the entire ocean actually flowed into a huge giant. He easily pinched the demons to death like he scratched lice. When Alasong saw this scene, he flew away without looking back.

The giant of the current threw a huge water cannon, smashing Alasong to his serious injury and vomiting blood, and buzzing: "I will help you fly higher and farther."

The mysterious power surrounded the crowd and isolated the sea water. The giant lowered his body, poked his head into the empty seabed, and said to Ronalmus: "The power of Medea, are you His Son?"

Ronalmus was a little nervous, but the responsibility drove him forward and said boldly:

"Dear Son of the Ocean, I am the son of the goddess of grace. My people and I disturb your rest and feel deeply guilty. You are so great and kind to help us defeat the demons."

"Hahaha!"

"What a talking boy, but it's not enough to just send me this way. Fate will make you the Lord of a nation, and you need to provide me with a thank you gift from a king." said the giant currents.

"Dear Son of the Ocean, what do you need?"

"I need you to build a temple for me in the new city-state." said Ronalmus, eyes composed of giant currents staring at Ronalmus.

"My Son, allow Him to be a fishing port, build a temple, and sacrifice forever." A gentle murmur sounded in Ronalmus's ears.

"Willing to serve you," Ronalmus smiled and bowed deeply.

"When I build a new city-state in the Promised Land, there will inevitably be a fishing port to build temples for you and sacrifice for generations. I hope that the great son of the ocean will give us a little insignificant help and help us arrive in Salia safely."

"Hahaha! I agree, I will give you a hundred years of friendship. This is an island beast, and you will safely arrive at the promised land on its back."

The giant reached into the depths of the sea and grabbed it, and a giant tortoise carrying the island was grabbed and pressed into the open space.

"Thank you for your generosity, the great son of the ocean."

Ronalmus led everyone to the giant tortoise, and the picture gradually blurred and then changed quickly.

Everyone landed on strange lands, and brand new city-states rose up. Time passed quickly, and the city-states became increasingly prosperous. The barbarians surrendered and monsters were given heads, which attracted adventurers and immigrants from countless civilized countries.

The perspective suddenly rises, and the bird's eye view from above the city-state is neat and energetic.

Then he suddenly fell and returned to the municipal square. A soft light rose from the temple. In the light, he held a crown of olive branch made of pure gold with his sacred and white hands, solemnly put it on the head of the prince Tedus Medea, who was bent and half-kneeling.

Then the light rose and disappeared into the sky in the middle of the night with Ronalmus.

The king's power is granted divinely!

This is a mythical era in which man and God live together, an era where extraordinary determines everything. Looking at the cheering crowd and the tears of Romon, Ace felt the powerlessness of the mortals.

Only by fighting for citizenship and gaining more knowledge about extraordinary things can you have a chance to strangle your fate.
Chapter completed!