Chapter 452 The Villain Lady Arrives 282
In the days after the Dark God was destroyed, the Light God never found peace in his heart. Every night when it was quiet, he would stand alone on the height of the Allied Forces camp, gazing at the starry sky, his heart filled with endless sorrow and unwillingness. Alice's figure lingered in his mind. Her smile, her tenacity, her last exhortation, were like a sharp knife, constantly cutting his heart.
"Alice, why are you so cruel to leave us alone?" The God of Light murmured in a low voice, his voice sounded particularly desolate in the silent night sky.
The God of Storms noticed something was wrong with the God of Light. He slowly walked to the side of the God of Light, patted his shoulder, and said softly, "Light, don't be too sad. Alice sacrificed herself for this world. She is our hero."
The God of Light turned his head and looked at the God of Storms, with a hint of determination in his eyes. "No, I can't let Alice leave like this. I have to find a way to bring her back to this world."
The Storm God was slightly stunned when he heard this, then shook his head. "Light, you and I both know that once the soul leaves the body, it is difficult for it to return to this world. Moreover, Alice's soul has ascended to heaven, how can we reach it?"
"No, there must be a way." The God of Light said stubbornly, "As long as we don't give up, we will definitely find a way to reincarnate Alice."
The Storm God looked at the determined eyes of the Light God, and he could not help but feel a surge of admiration in his heart. He knew that once the Light God made up his mind, it would be difficult to change it. So he nodded and said, "Okay, Light, I am willing to find this method with you. However, we must act cautiously and not act blindly."
The God of Light looked at the God of Storm with gratitude, and then said: "Thank you, Storm. With you here, I am more confident. Let's get started now."
In the following days, the God of Light and the God of Storm began to travel around, looking for a way to reincarnate Alice. They asked countless wise men, wizards, and gods, but the answers they got were all the same: once the soul leaves the body, it can no longer return to this world.
However, the God of Light was not discouraged. He firmly believed that as long as they did not give up, they would be able to find a way. So they continued to move forward, constantly looking for clues.
Finally, on a dark and windy night, they arrived in front of an ancient temple. It is said that this temple hides ancient wisdom and power, and can answer all the doubts in the world.
The God of Light and the God of Storms looked at each other, then resolutely walked into the temple. They passed through dark corridors and finally came to a spacious hall. In the center of the hall stood an ancient altar, which was engraved with mysterious runes.
"This is the place we are looking for." The God of Light whispered, "These runes must contain a method to revive Alice."
The God of Storms nodded, then walked to the altar and began to study the runes carefully. However, the runes were extremely complex, and he could not understand their meaning after reading them for a long time.
"It seems that we need some help." The God of Storms turned to look at the God of Light and said.
The God of Light nodded slightly after hearing this, then closed his eyes and began to pray. He prayed for guidance from heaven, hoping to find a way to decipher these runes.
At this moment, a beam of light suddenly descended from the sky and shone directly on the altar. In the light, an illusory figure slowly emerged. It was an old man in a long robe, with wisdom shining in his eyes.
"You are finally here." The old man looked at the God of Light and the God of Storms and said with a smile.
The God of Light and the God of Storm were delighted when they heard this. They knew that this old man must be the one they were looking for.
"Senior, do you know how to interpret these runes?" the God of Light asked anxiously.
The old man nodded, then walked to the altar and began to point at the runes, explaining them to the God of Light and the God of Storms one by one. It turned out that these runes recorded an ancient ritual that could gather the power of the soul and allow the dead soul to return to this world.
"However, this ritual is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, it will lead to disaster." The old man said seriously, "Are you really determined to do this?"
The God of Light and the God of Storms looked at each other and nodded firmly. "We are willing to bear all the consequences as long as we can bring Alice back to this world."
The old man looked at their determined eyes and couldn't help but feel admiration in his heart. He nodded and said, "Okay, I'm willing to help you. But you must prepare all the materials and strictly follow my instructions."
In the days that followed, the God of Light and the God of Storm began to travel around, looking for the materials needed for the ritual. These materials were extremely precious, some grew in distant mountains, and some were hidden at the bottom of the deep sea. After going through untold hardships, they finally prepared all the materials.
When all the materials were prepared, they came to the ancient temple again. The old man was already waiting for them in front of the altar.
"Now, we can start the ceremony." The old man said, looking at the God of Light and the God of Storm.
The God of Light and the God of Storm nodded, then walked to the altar and began to follow the old man's instructions. They carefully placed the materials, fearing that there would be any mistakes.
As the ceremony progressed, the entire hall began to be filled with mysterious light. In the light, Alice's soul power gradually gathered together, forming an illusory figure.
"Alice!" The God of Light and the God of Storm exclaimed at the same time. They looked at the illusory figure, their hearts filled with excitement and anticipation.
However, at this moment, an accident happened. A powerful dark force suddenly descended from the sky and directly hit the ceremony. The God of Light and the God of Storm were caught off guard and were knocked back several steps by this force.
"Oh no! It's the remnants of the Dark God!" the old man exclaimed. He quickly mobilized his strength to try to resist the invasion of this dark force.
However, this dark force was so strong that the old man could not resist it at all. He could only watch the ritual being destroyed and Alice's soul power gradually dissipated.
"No!" the God of Light roared. He looked at Alice's gradually disappearing figure, his heart filled with despair and unwillingness.
At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in the air.
“God of Light, don’t give up. Alice’s soul has not completely dissipated. She is still waiting for us in some corner of this world.”