Marvel's Father Earth

The temperature of the [Holy Cloth Cemetery] gradually rose under the stars, and Mu no longer felt cold, and even felt a little warm.

But they all know that these light spots are not starlight, but small universes left on the holy clothes of the saints who died in the past generations. To deal with the enemy, they have an indestructible iron fist, but to treat the younger comrades, they only have trust and hope.

Welcomed by many small universes, the group came to the center of the [Holy Cloth Cemetery], a small stone platform with a gray book placed on it, which looked dead but was spotless.

"Why is this happening? Isn't it sealed?" Merin asked Molkaba with a frown.

"No, Lord Merin, the war with Ares was too tragic, so Lord Athena kept the [Book of Resurrection]. As you know, the Aries Saint represents human [life]. And Aries’ artifact [Book of Resurrection] has one of the best healing abilities in the world.

For our sake, Lady Athena did not seal the [Book of Resurrection], but handed it over to me to treat the injuries of the Saints. Then, in another large-scale battle, I was killed by the two legionaries [Inflammation] and [Fire]. During the long sneak attack, it was the [Book of Resurrection] that saved my life, and then the [Book of Resurrection] was also damaged. Lady Athena finally ordered me to take the [Book of Resurrection] away and repair it as much as possible.

But to this day, I have tried various methods and can't get it to wake up again. "As he spoke, Molkaba began to cry. Although the [Book of Resurgence] was not his personal artifact, he had fought side by side with him for many years. Molkaba regarded the [Book of Resurgence] as his own relative.

In that battle, if it hadn't been for its protection, Molkaba would not have been able to survive until now, but no matter what he did, even pouring his blood, he could only repair its body, but could not awaken its soul.

"Because it...is dead." Myron said.

"Dead...dead! Lord Merin, how is this possible? This is an artifact made by you! Even though it was intact during such a cruel holy war, how could it be possible..." Molkaba's eyes were filled with tears. Do not believe.

"Well, you should know that the artifacts have spirits. That's because when I make them, I will split a piece of my soul to attach to the artifacts and let them grow.

But [Book of Resurrection]...a trace of my former soul has dissipated. "

"This...this..." Molkaba knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face, "It's me...it's all because of me...Master Merin, please punish me. I destroyed the artifact you made. I guilty……"

"Get up, Molkaba, don't blame yourself too much. The artifact is the companion of the Saint, a comrade-in-arms, just like other Saints, so I think it must have been smiling when it died." Merin helped Qimor Kaba comforted him.

"But...but..."

"Okay, Molkaba, since the [Book of Resurrection] sacrificed itself for you, then you should live well and take it with you."

"Yes... my lord..."

"As for the [Book of Recovery], leave it to me."

After Maierin finished speaking, he walked to the dead [Book of Resurrection], cut his wrist without hesitation, and let the blood pour on the [Book of Resurrection], and at the same time divided a trace of his soul again, attached to it.

"Buzz...buzz...buzz...buzz..."

The color of the Book of Resurrection changed. After absorbing Merin's blood and soul, it was slowly painted with the azure green that represents life. The azure blue gem in the center of the book cover began to shine faintly, getting brighter and brighter. The frequency is getting faster and faster.

"Ah...ah..." Molkaba looked at his old friend who was gradually recovering, trembling with excitement.

Suddenly, the sapphire burst out with dazzling light, and the [Book of Resurgence] floated up, completely waking up.

Molkaba wanted to reach out and touch his old friend again, but unfortunately, [Book of Resurgence] dodged his hands and flew to Mu behind him, circled around, and then returned to Maier Because of the hand.

"Why? Are you still blaming me?" Molkaba was extremely sad.

"You misunderstood, Molkaba, the old [Book of Resurrection] is dead, and now it is a brand new [Book of Resurrection], like a newborn baby, so he does not recognize you, and Mu's Microcosm is very suitable to inherit the Golden Cloth of Aries, so that’s why he feels kind to him." Myrin explained.

"I see, you're not blaming me." Molkaba was stunned for a moment, then relieved, and turned to look at Mu seriously, "Mu, please remember, if you inherit the golden holy clothing of Aries in the future, you will get [ "Book of Resurrection], even if you risk your own life, you must protect it and don't let it die again."

"Yes, Great Elder, I will definitely become the Aries Golden Saint and I will protect it." Mu seriously promised.

As the great elder of the Jamil clan, Molkaba can be said to be the backbone of the Jamil clan and the ancestor of the Jamil clan. His orders must be resolutely implemented, not to mention that Mu has studied under Molkaba since he was a child. Mu Geng He treats him as his own grandfather.

"Okay, okay, that makes me feel relieved." Molkaba patted Mu on the shoulder and said.

"Okay, let's go back. You must also prepare to return to the sanctuary." Merin said.

"Yes, Lord Merin."

……

After staying in the Pamir Plateau for ten days, Merin set off again with Asura and Shaka.

Although the Jamil family has secluded themselves from the outside world, they still have a large number of people. The total number of people, old and young, is at least several thousand.

But Maierin was not worried at all about how they would return to the Holy Land over the mountains and ridges. The Jamil family, young and old, were all masters of [Psychic Power] and [Teleportation]. It would not be easy for them to return to the Holy Land. All you need to do is say hello to Shion in advance.

The three of them walked all the way and came to the depths of the Eastern Earth. The closer they got to the center of the Eastern Earth, the more Merin and Asura could feel the ubiquitous small universe that was monitoring them.

"Tsk, tsk, is it worthy of being a restricted area for the gods? I have a feeling that as long as I dare to act recklessly, this small universe will strangle me immediately." Asura clicked his tongue with lingering fear.

"It seems that the gods who disappeared back then were all killed by this power." Merin said.

"Haha, who said they are too greedy, but the gods in the East are too powerful, right? They disappeared before I was born, and it is at least 80 or 80 million years ago, right? The legacy from [-] or [-] million years ago The power can still bring me a fatal threat." Asura sighed.

"Don't say it's you, it's the same for me." Maierin said somewhat unhappily.

Returning to my homeland is naturally exciting and emotional, but even though I have been reborn, I was once a citizen of this land, right?And it's really annoying to be watched all the time without any bad intentions.

"Let's finish things quickly. I really feel uncomfortable here." Asura complained.

"Well, it's right in front. After checking the seal, we'll leave." Maierin nodded, and he secretly swore that he would never come again before he was able to crack the secret of this mysterious country.

The three of them followed the mountain path and walked into the mountains. The water curtain waterfall that looked like an upside-down Milky Way "squeaked" and the mist filled the mountains. It brought a mysterious veil to this, and the splash of water splashed in the sunshine. Under the illumination, beautiful rainbows are painted, adding a touch of splendor to the mystery.

"The water flows down three thousand feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen into the sky." When he came to the Lushan Waterfall, Maier couldn't help but recited this eternal quatrain.

"Eh? How come you still know this poem? Aren't you asleep?" Asura was surprised.

"I'm different from you. I like reading." Myron said calmly.

"Hey, how old are you? You're still pretending to be a literary youth." Asura cursed depressedly, but couldn't refute it. Maierin was right. He preferred to fight with others rather than read books politely. .

Walking along the stairs to the middle of the waterfall, on a small protruding stone bridge, there was a short and stooped old man sitting cross-legged.

"See Lord Merin." The old man sensed the approach of the three Merin people behind him and turned around to salute.

"You are Tong Hu, right? I have worked hard for you for 200 years."

"For the Holy Land and for Lady Athena, I will do whatever it takes." Tong Hu replied, looking at Myrin through the brim of his bamboo hat. Although he had received a message from Shion early in the morning, this did not mean that Tong Hu He recognized Mai Yin and did not treat them as strangers. This was also due to his trust in his old friends and the gentleness and kindness of Mai Yin's small universe.

Maier noticed Tong Hu's small movements and the details in his words, but he didn't care. He believed that time would make Tong Hu recognize him.

After Tong Hu looked at Merin, he focused all his attention on Asura, because Asura's small universe was too strange and full of evil spirits.

"This is Asura, the last king of the Asura clan. He is an old friend of mine. Now he has joined the Holy Domain. This is Shaka, a new generation of Virgo Saints and a student of Asura." Maier said because of Tong Hu introduced.

"Sir Merin's vision is indeed very powerful. For such a young Golden Saint, it seems that the Sanctuary is free from worries." Tong Hu looked at Shaka and admired. He was only a teenager, and the power of the small universe was almost not weak. That's what he was back then.

"This is all fate, a wonderful fate." Merin said, "I heard from Shi Ang that one hundred and eight magic stars are sealed here. Is the seal loose?"

"My lord's discernment is indeed a bit loose, but I can still suppress them. We still have 15 years of preparation opportunities." Tong Huhui reported.

"Well, thank you for your hard work. Remember to go to the Holy Land when you have time and bring your holy clothes and artifacts. If something unexpected happens, don't worry about the seal. Put your own safety first."

"I am already old. Please ask Lord Merin to re-select the candidate for the Libra Golden Saint. Please also allow me to complete the order given by Lady Athena." Tong Hu refused.

Just now, Merin asked him to put his own life first, which moved him a little and made him recognize Merin even more. However, he still did not accept Merin's order. This was also making way for the young man. He is helping Merin choose his own person to serve as the Libra Golden Saint.

"I know you have complaints against me, and I don't blame you, but Tong Hu, why bother lying? The girl taught you the [Art of Suspended Death], and now you are still in peak condition. A fake boss can hide this from me. His eyes?" Maierin revealed.

"This... is worthy of Lord Merin." Tong Hu said with shame. [The Art of Suspended Death] is a secret art that slows down the beating speed of the heart to extend life. One year has passed, and for him, it is just one day. .

"Okay Tong Hu, I don't ask you to agree with me immediately, but I hope you will continue to fight for the love and hope of the earth. The girl will be reincarnated soon, and the sanctuary still needs your strength."

"...obey the order." Tong Hu lowered his head in the end and accepted the order. He may not approve of Myron, but he can't let go of Athena who once saved his and Shion's lives, nor can he let go of the love and hope he has always held on to.

Maier nodded with satisfaction, and at this moment, a huge change occurred.