The Steppenwolf King has led his pack of wolves to hide in the gray grass for a long time. Facing thousands of people, of course they didn't dare to show up. They just kept hiding in the gray grass, quietly waiting for the opportunity.

Finally, they saw the abandoned old man Yodelman, and the Steppenwolf King immediately decided to jump out and have a feast. However, he never imagined that what was originally a gluttonous feast would suddenly turn into a doomsday dinner that would never end.

With that violent punch, the Steppenwolf King's skull was completely shattered, and the entire wolf's head collapsed!

There is no doubt that the Steppenwolf King was killed by the gatekeeper with just one punch!

Dozens of pupils with faint green light emitting in the dark night looked at all this with fear and confusion. Soon, the owner of the green pupils - the steppenwolf pack quickly retreated for more than ten steps and stopped there.

.

They did not understand the scene before them at all. Even the Steppenwolves standing around did not see clearly how their wolf king was killed!

It must be said that among wild beasts, steppenwolves have relatively high intelligence. When facing unknown things, they can rely on their keen intuition to make judgments.

This human being cannot be messed with!

This is the most direct judgment of all Steppenwolf!

Of course, they don't have to use their sharp direct judgment. The Steppenwolf King was killed on the spot, so why do they need to judge?

After a brief hesitation, dozens of steppenwolves, which were as big as gray brown bears, just ran away with their tails between their legs.

The gatekeeper stood in front of four old Yodelmans, his resolute face covered with sweat. What the rescued old men didn't know was that this middle-aged man had been running wildly in the desert sea all afternoon!

Just when the old people were surprised, there was another noise in the gray grass not far away.

Not like the wind!

Could it be that Steppenwolf has gone and returned?

The old people looked at the gray grass moving in the dark night with surprise.

Finally, they saw that walking out of the gray grass were dozens or hundreds of old Yodelmans like them! It was the abandoned old Yodelmans!

All of them were old Yodelmans who were over seventy years old. Due to his weak legs, the old Yodelmans could not keep up with the pace of the team, and were abandoned by the kingdom's cavalry in the wasteland sea.

It was the gatekeeper who ran along the road for dozens of miles and found them one by one from the wasteland sea!

Most of the old Yodelmans in the peaceful town knew each other. They had lived together in the peaceful town for decades. After walking around the God of Death, they met again.

Some tears are inevitable.

The four old Yodelmans who had just been rescued knelt on the ground, put their hands on their chests, and sang devoutly:

"Bless the God of Light!"

In their eyes, the gatekeeper has become the incarnation of the God of Light.

Of course, the old people who have lived in Heping Town for decades naturally recognize the gatekeeper. They know that the gatekeeper has guarded the church in Heping Town for more than ten years, so they regard the gatekeeper as the god of light sent to save them.

Angels have become a matter of course.

The gatekeeper helped the four old men up from the gray grass. After glancing around, he immediately said in a low voice:

"Five miles to the west, there is an uninhabited village. Let's go there to escape the strong wind. Tomorrow tomorrow I will take you south back to Heping Town!"

In this way, this team composed of old man Yodelman began to go west.

After walking for about an hour, the gatekeeper led them to the deserted village.

The tired old people immediately rushed into the deserted houses that could protect them from the strong wind. They leaned closely together to keep each other warm.

The gatekeeper threw the Steppenwolf King's body from his back to the ground.

The sound of flint rubbing against each other was heard. In this abandoned house, the gatekeeper lit the grass and raised a bonfire.

Soon, the ubiquitous strong wind blew out the bonfire.

The gatekeeper had to keep rubbing the flint.

The strong wind seemed to be playing tricks on him. Whenever he lit the fire grass, it would float over like a ghost and blow out the bonfire.

The gatekeeper's fist is very strong and can kill the Steppenwolf King with one punch, but now he is no match for the ubiquitous wind in the wasteland sea.

Seeing this, the old man Yodelman, who was hiding in the deserted house, poked his head out and reminded in an old voice: "Young man, go to the stable nearby, where you can block the strong wind!" The old man's words seemed to be full of countless years.

It takes a month to accumulate wisdom.

The gatekeeper is a middle-aged man, not a young man, but in front of the old man Yodelman, he really deserves this title. The gatekeeper accepted the old man's suggestion and ran into the stable with a pile of grass.

There were no horses in the stable, and it was completely empty and dark.

Soon, a gleam of light emerged from the stable.

It's firelight.

Sure enough, a bonfire was easily lit in the stable.

The gatekeeper came out again and dragged the Steppenwolf King's body into the stable.

The most abundant gray grass in the wasteland sea is dry and resistant to burning, so the gatekeepers don't have to worry about the bonfire going out.

In order to barbecue wolf meat for the old man, he ran out of the uninhabited village and brought back a large amount of gray grass.

During this process, several old people took the initiative to come out of the deserted house and help him maintain the bonfire.

In the eyes of the old people, the gatekeeper's actions were very stupid, but the clumsiness shown by the gatekeeper increased the intimacy in the hearts of the old people. If the gatekeeper was really the spokesperson of God, really an angel, they might

There will be a sense of distance, but now, what they feel from the gatekeeper is a complete sense of intimacy.

They were grateful to the gatekeeper, thinking that the gatekeeper was the god who saved them from fire and water. But when these old people calmed down, they found that the gatekeeper was just a child, a big kid who couldn't even light a bonfire.

The gatekeeper saw that several old people were keeping the bonfire well. He thought for a moment and immediately walked quickly into the deserted house.

All the old people were crowded into two deserted houses in the yard, sitting next to each other, as if this would give them a sense of security.

When the gatekeeper came in, they all stared with pairs of old eyes, "Child, you should go and rest," an old man said.

The gatekeeper could see that almost all the old people had kind eyes. He closed the door, hesitated, and walked to an extremely old old man.

He carried this old man on his back and dragged the Steppenwolf King, which weighed hundreds of kilograms, all the way here.

Without any hesitation, he took off the water bag from his waist and handed it to the old man who collapsed on the ground.

The old man licked the water bag greedily until he drank all the water in the water bag. At this time, he also regained some vitality.

Holding the shriveled water bag in his hand, he heard the sound of swallowing around him. The old man suddenly seemed extremely embarrassed. "I'm sorry," he said to the gatekeeper, "I'm really thirsty and they didn't give me water."

." The old man's tone was as aggrieved as that of a child.

The gatekeeper smiled bitterly and began to take off the old man's boots, which were so worn that the soles had fallen off.

In this way, under the watch of a group of old people, the gatekeeper kneaded the old man's swollen ankle little by little. "I will still carry you tomorrow," he said to the old man, "your feet cannot walk for the time being.

If you need anything, just tell me." He held the injured corner of the old man back in place, and used tough grass to pop two blisters on the soles of the old man's feet.

After doing all this, the gatekeeper went out and came back with baked food in his hand.

The moment the gatekeeper walked in, all the old people's eyes widened again. It was not that they were greedy for the food in the gatekeeper's hands, but that at that moment, when they saw the gatekeeper, they felt

the power of true peace.

It was as if a warm energy filled the whole room, and the pain in their hearts was temporarily eliminated at this moment.

The gatekeeper didn't know that his appearance gave all the old people a sense of spirituality. He skewered Steppenwolf King's meat on a wooden stick and used a knife to share the food with the old people.

If there were no gatekeepers, these old people would sooner or later become the food of the Steppenwolf King. But with the gatekeepers, the Steppenwolf King would become the food of all the old people.

The world is so wonderful.

The gatekeeper went out to find water for the old man.

Finally, he came to the only well in the north of the village.

He saw the black mummy in the well.

In the darkness, he was so startled that he broke into a few drops of cold sweat.

At this time, he finally understood why the cavalry bypassed the village.

He was thinking about the connection between all the Yodelman cavalry, the destination all the way north, the deserted village, and the mummies in the dry well.

Several breaths passed, and he felt a touch of...the power of the undead coming from the dry well!

Just as he was facing the dry well, confused and thoughtful, the sound of footsteps came into his ears.

Slowly, he looked back.

An old man in white clothes with a snow-white parrot standing on his shoulders appeared ten steps away. The old man in white clothes did not stop until he was three steps away from him.

The old man in white looked very ordinary, with a short metal spear hanging on his waist. The gatekeeper's eyes fell on the short metal spear, and he knew it was a scepter, a scepter with a bright aura.

The gatekeeper was sure that he had never seen this white-robed old man in the peaceful town. He remained silent, waiting for the other person to speak first.

When the old man in white walked up to the gatekeeper, he was silent for a while and then said with emotion:

"You really make me confused!"

The gatekeeper didn't understand and asked in a muffled voice:

"What are you wondering about?"

The old man in white blinked his eyes, thought carefully, and then continued:

"I want to know, what were you thinking about when you kneaded the old man's ankle? There is a lot of mud on his feet? Don't you feel a little disgusted?"

The gatekeeper suddenly felt that something was wrong. He thought for a long time before he figured out that the old man in white had not appeared in the deserted house just now. Why did he know what was going on in the deserted house? Although he was confused, he still answered in a low voice:

"I just want to save the injury on his foot."

The old man in white clothes was obviously dissatisfied with his answer and asked: "You don't have any dislike at all? There is pus on the soles of his feet!"

The gatekeeper didn't hesitate and asked in a low voice: "Why should I dislike the God of Light?"

"God of light? Are you mistaken?" The old man in white frowned. He felt that the gatekeeper in front of him suddenly became confused in front of him.

"It is recorded in the Book of Revelation in the Universal Divine Code that the God of Light fills everyone's heart, and everyone can awaken the power of faith." The gatekeeper said in a muffled voice, "So, in my eyes, everyone is light.

God. Of course, you are also the God of light.”
Chapter completed!