Chapter 971: Chapter 404: Receiving the Spear Chapter 971: Chapter 404: Receiving the Spear “Don’t hesitate, Dionysus… Although I don’t want to die either, it is sothing unavoidable.”
“The only regret is that I probably won’t have the chance to see with my own eyes the place in the depths of the Spirit Realm that governs the souls of all things.”
“But it’s good that you are still here.”
“Dionysus, you told , you would complete this journey for , and witness the magnificent and mysterious scenery of the Spirit Realm.”
“Will you live on for , experience everything in this world, and be the continuation of my Life?”
His voice weak, Amon seed to perceive Dionysus’s hesitation and uncertainty.
But he just gave a wry smile, seemingly unafraid of his imminent Death.
He was just comforting his newly made friend in his own way, ensuring he wouldn’t feel guilty or saddened by his Death in the future.
“Co, answer , Dionysus, will you?”
“I will, I promise.”
Fists clenched, Dionysus was filled with imnse regret at this mont.
He regretted underestimating the cunning of the Ancient Evil Being, and regretted not having accumulated enough experience earlier.
If it were Heracles, or any of his half-brothers from the sa Father God, perhaps they would not have so easily handed over their only trump card, thus putting themselves in peril.
But now regret was aningless, Dionysus could only hold Amon’s hand tightly, making him the most solemn promise.
“I promise you, from today onward, my eyes will be your eyes, they will see everything in the world for you. My life will be the continuation of your life, you saved from the Ancient Evil Being, and my future will include half of yours.”
“From now on, your na will forever be rembered in this world along with mine, eternally commorated by countless mortals… Amon, in the na of the Son of the Divine King, I swear this to you.”
Without concealing his origin, whether out of gratitude or the identity of Amon as the dying.
And Amon could only smile at that, then gazes deeply into the eyes of Dionysus.
A crimson gradually covered the bottom of his eyes, a second pupil appearing in the black pupils.
Dionysus felt as if he was looking at two individuals at the sa ti, one as close as a father, the other only possessing cold greed.
“Co…”
Maintaining the last monts of clarity, Amon seized the hand of Dionysus that held the Scepter.
He spoke with difficulty, his voice resonating.
“Co, kill , while I am still myself.”
“From now on, you will be my continuation in the Mortal Realm…”
“…Co!”
Hiss—
A sudden, piercing sound, about to completely lose the black pupils, watching all this, Dionysus raised the Scepter high and then thrust it fiercely into Amon’s chest.
The bloody imprint paused instantly, then slowly started to crack.
Sensing the previously dangerous situation of its protector, silver lightning erupted with even greater Strength.
In an instant, it suppressed the tumultuous blood and enveloped the body of Amon.
The hand holding the Scepter trembled slightly, although Dionysus had seen things more shocking than this in the legends of the Mortal Realm more than once, only having experienced it personally did he truly feel it deep in his soul.
He would not forget this day, nor would he forget his promise.
Looking at Amon, who gradually turned to ashes in the lightning, Dionysus felt his soul significantly heavier.
Perhaps this is the weight of a promise… his promise to Amon.
From now on, he was no longer the carefree himself, but also carried another person’s life.
“Ancient Evil: Star of Death Ons…”
Muttering this na, in the past, whenever he heard the Father God overflow with praise for Heracles, although Dionysus agreed outwardly, he still felt sowhat unconvinced in his heart.
Like Perseus, they just received more favoritism from Zeus, thus able to establish feats and great repute in the Mortal Realm.
“Don’t hesitate, Dionysus… Although I don’t want to die either, it is sothing unavoidable.”
“The only regret is that I probably won’t have the chance to see with my own eyes the place in the depths of the Spirit Realm that governs the souls of all things.”
“But it’s good that you are still here.”
“Dionysus, you told , you would complete this journey for , and witness the magnificent and mysterious scenery of the Spirit Realm.”
“Will you live on for , experience everything in this world, and be the continuation of my Life?”
His voice weak, Amon seed to perceive Dionysus’s hesitation and uncertainty.
But he just gave a wry smile, seemingly unafraid of his imminent Death.
He was just comforting his newly made friend in his own way, ensuring he wouldn’t feel guilty or saddened by his Death in the future.
“Co, answer , Dionysus, will you?”
“I will, I promise.”
Fists clenched, Dionysus was filled with imnse regret at this mont.
He regretted underestimating the cunning of the Ancient Evil Being, and regretted not having accumulated enough experience earlier.
If it were Heracles, or any of his half-brothers from the sa Father God, perhaps they would not have so easily handed over their only trump card, thus putting themselves in peril.
But now regret was aningless, Dionysus could only hold Amon’s hand tightly, making him the most solemn promise.
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