Alien Knights

Chuck, holding the urn, looked fearfully at the dark room in front of him.

After hesitating for a moment, he raised his foot and walked forward. With the sound of closing the door, Chuck disappeared into the sanctuary.

There was silence in the square, and everyone turned their attention to the gate of the sanctuary, waiting for what would happen next.

To everyone's surprise, Chuck didn't stay in it for long. In just five or six minutes, the slave boy walked out of the sanctuary.

Completely different from the expression before entering, the cowardice and inferiority complex no longer appeared on Chuck's face, replaced by extreme piety.

"I saw the sanctuary of the gods!"

"There is a beautiful scenery there! There is endless wine and food! There is wealth that I can never imagine in my life! It is the rumored paradise!"

Amid people's questioning, Chuck wiped away the tears on his face: "My father told me before he left to let me take good care of my family..."

Glancing at the pilgrimage gate behind him, Chuck said to the people around him: "One day, when I die, I will also enter here! I will definitely see my father again! Definitely!"

Listening to the young man's rhetoric, the people in the square did not utter any words of ridicule or questioning. On the contrary, everyone's faces showed expressions of approval and envy, and some people even responded loudly.

Minnie nodded to the people behind her, and said loudly to the crowd in the square: "The second pilgrim is..."

The residents holding the ashes walked into the sanctuary one by one under everyone's gaze.

Those who walked in had a little fear and anxiety on their faces, but those who walked out were left with endless enthusiasm for the gods.

"I have lived for so many years, and I have heard the praises of countless bards, but the verses in their mouths cannot even describe one ten-thousandth of the beauty of the sanctuary!"

Listening to the continuous praise in his ears, Ackerman was a little nervous.

The shaman Minni had already called the thirty-seventh Heroic Spirit, but Casper's name was still not called.

Just when Ackerman was worried that the son of gods had forgotten his brother, Minnie looked at the restless former and said with a smile, "Don't look around, come up."

Ackerman's eyes widened: "You mean...?"

Minnie nodded: "In the list of pilgrims, there is a place for Casper, come up."

Holding Casper's ashes, Ackerman walked up the steps excitedly, came to the gate of the sanctuary, and asked, "What should I do after entering?"

Minnie signaled the apprentices to open the stone door, and said softly to Ackerman, "You don't need to do anything, the will of the children of the gods will guide you."

Ackerman let out a long breath, and walked into the sanctuary without looking back.

With the stone door closed, Ackerman found himself plunged into darkness.

Just when he was in doubt, a ray of light shone on Ackerman's head from directly above the house, causing him to look up.

A group of light balls exuding gentle light slowly descended from the roof to Ackerman's side, and began to circle around his body.

Ackerman felt his body getting lighter and lighter, and his whole body followed the ball of light and slowly rose into the air, crossed the roof, and entered the far side.

In the clouds in the sky, there is a huge towering tree with a golden trunk, green leaves like jasper, and a crown that covers the sky.

Under the golden tree is a beautiful palace.

All kinds of delicacies are placed on the endless marble tabletops; dazzling flowers and plants are planted in the extravagant gardens; priceless gold and silver jewels are piled up in the brightly lit halls.

Ackerman, who watched all this while flying in the air, finally landed slowly, only to find that there were many people he knew standing not far away.

"You are Tim! The first heroic spirit allowed to enter the sanctuary!" Ackerman recognized this honest and honest middle-aged man at a glance.

The latter scratched his head in embarrassment: "Actually, I just came here."

Ackerman looked at the dreamlike scenery around him, and finally saw the familiar face.

"Casper!" Ackerman yelled as he rushed forward.

Casper, who was still full of confusion, looked at Ackerman who was running not far away, and asked in a daze, "Where am I?"

Patting Casper's shoulder hard, Ackerman laughed and said: "You have become a heroic spirit in the sacred domains, and you are already an immortal existence!"

"Heroic Spirit? Immortal? Me?"

Kasper still seemed to be confused about the situation: "I still remember that I took my last breath in the Junka Fortress. Then my body gradually became lighter, and I kept wandering in one familiar place after another, and I also After an unknown amount of time, I was suddenly sucked into this place by a powerful force."

"You are in the sanctuary of the gods. If I read correctly, there should be a golden tree behind us. This is the rumored atrium of Asgard, where the gods used to live."

Casper looked up and looked around, only to find that there were only dozens of battle dead like him: "There are... very few people here..."

"I heard from the shaman assembly that you are the first batch of heroic spirits to enter the sanctuary..." Ackerman touched his chin and guessed: "After Ragnarok, Asgard was destroyed and the golden tree collapsed. Here should be It is the rebuilt God's Domain mentioned by the Sons of Gods."

"The rebuilt God's Domain?" Casper was a little confused: "Then are we the only heroic spirits that exist in this place? Are there still gods here? How big is this place?"

Ackerman shrugged: "Casper, I found one thing now, you really like to talk after death. In the past, every sentence you spoke to me was never more than ten words .”

"Nonsense!" Casper looked around and said helplessly, "I really wanted to go to heaven before I died, but when I actually came here, I didn't know what to do!"

"I can't answer you about this kind of thing, maybe..."

Before Ackerman finished speaking, his body began to lift into the air. Unprepared, he waved his arms indiscriminately, floating higher and higher.

Casper, who was standing on the ground, looked at Ackerman in mid-air, and asked anxiously, "What's going on?!"

"I guess, since I'm not a heroic spirit, I can't stay in God's Domain, and now I'm going back to the original world."

Ackerman, who was floating in the air, waved his hand towards Casper and shouted loudly: "My good brother! I can only send you here! Please wait for me, one day, I will also be a heroic spirit to reunite with you !"

Ackerman's figure gradually disappeared into the air, leaving only his voice still echoing in the air.

When Ackerman opened his eyes again, he returned to the dark sanctuary.

He touched his body and found that there was nothing unusual about him. He stared blankly at the dark roof. After a long time, he said softly: "Wait for me."

Pushing open the heavy stone door, dazzling light filled the entire room again.

Ackerman walked to the door, looked at the thousands of eagerly awaited people outside the door, and shouted: "Death is no longer endless pain, but the starting point of glory! The sons of the gods bless us!"